It seems to me that man dwells only in a phantasmagoria of vague hints,
of light pretexts,
of timid provocations,
of distant affinities, of enigmas…

The Universe is a quiet catastrophe;
the poet perceives,
searches for what barely breathes beneath the ruins
and brings it back to life.

.:. Saint-Pol Roux .:.



Photograph taken during the excavation of the Great Sphinx in 1878. #chiaroscuro