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i found a nest in the skeleton of the ivy

critical pulse

still hiding from the vikings

on dolls

memories of childhood bedding

In a letter to Clara, Rilke wrote:

“Works of art always spring from those who have faced the danger, gone to the very end of an experience, to the point beyond which no human being can go. The further one dares to go, the more the decent, the more personal, the more unique a life becomes”

In the same letter, Rilke adds:

“This sort of derangement, which is peculiar to us, must go into our work.”

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