other beauty
Posted on Jul 5th, 2009
by
Laura
The new language. I speak it.
Not with my fingers. I speak it with my eyelids. It is the eyes.
The new language is a blinking of the eyes.
To create fhe fiction, the reflection, the movement by blinking.
To translate the language of solid clay forms
and the melody of pebbles into words-reflected-in-the-water, songs of fictive images.
Other beauty. Another sign. Language of the eyes. Moving your lips is useless.
--Miguel Angel Asturias
Not with my fingers. I speak it with my eyelids. It is the eyes.
The new language is a blinking of the eyes.
To create fhe fiction, the reflection, the movement by blinking.
To translate the language of solid clay forms
and the melody of pebbles into words-reflected-in-the-water, songs of fictive images.
Other beauty. Another sign. Language of the eyes. Moving your lips is useless.
--Miguel Angel Asturias

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