In memory of Ingmar Bergman, or 'brink of life'
Jeremy1012
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Bergman is dead
and there is nothing for us here.
Laterna Magica, or the dream vision,
all the world's stage
and players are nothing
without art.
August, the stronger month,
missed by a few hours.
What critics we have agree,
"The day of his death
was a dark cold day"
and there is nothing for us here.
Laterna Magica, or the dream vision,
all the world's stage
and players are nothing
without art.
August, the stronger month,
missed by a few hours.
What critics we have agree,
"The day of his death
was a dark cold day"
"I remember one night at Muzdalifa with nothing but the sky overhead, I lay awake amid sleeping Muslim brothers and I learned that pilgrims from every land — every colour, and class, and rank; high officials and the beggar alike — all snored in the same language"
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