“Places turned into ideas, people into images, and I felt the months pass by me as if I’d fallen asleep during a movie only to wake up at the end credits. Maybe I was dreaming the entire time.”
“Places turned into ideas, people into images, and I felt the months pass by me as if I’d fallen asleep during a movie only to wake up at the end credits. Maybe I was dreaming the entire time.”
Why is there always tension and suspense in these three words; “love” between lover and beloved? What is it about this arrangement, the entanglement of “I” and “You” and the mediating “Love” in between? What does it really mean for a relationship to be defined by love?
Why is there always tension and suspense in these three words; “love” between lover and beloved? What is it about this arrangement, the entanglement of “I” and “You” and the mediating “Love” in between? What does it really mean for a relationship to be defined by love?
“Beyond the aesthetic qualities of the film, the beautiful actors, and the retrospective admiration for the late ’90s, there’s something about this film trilogy (that also includes “Before Sunset” and “Before Midnight”) that seared a hole into my heart when I watched it the first time.”
“Beyond the aesthetic qualities of the film, the beautiful actors, and the retrospective admiration for the late ’90s, there’s something about this film trilogy (that also includes “Before Sunset” and “Before Midnight”) that seared a hole into my heart when I watched it the first time.”
“That’s why my site of enjoyment, not quite here or there, makes the contradiction in just existing so recognizable. It’s jarring and comforting at the same time. Everything that seems unnatural and out of place is a testimony to the usual comfort of nature; every imperfection signals the great potential of what could be.”
“That’s why my site of enjoyment, not quite here or there, makes the contradiction in just existing so recognizable. It’s jarring and comforting at the same time. Everything that seems unnatural and out of place is a testimony to the usual comfort of nature; every imperfection signals the great potential of what could be.”
“Suddenly, I’ve lost any and all sense of trust in the poet. How would I know if there were secret truths hidden in details invisible to the human eye?”
“Suddenly, I’ve lost any and all sense of trust in the poet. How would I know if there were secret truths hidden in details invisible to the human eye?”
“From the distance we see in each other, love emerges.” Contributing writer Kyung Eun Lee reflects on finding love and community through solitude and struggle.
“From the distance we see in each other, love emerges.” Contributing writer Kyung Eun Lee reflects on finding love and community through solitude and struggle.
