“I am a frayed and nibbled survivor in a fallen world, and I am getting along. I am aging and eaten and have done my share of eating too. I am not washed and beautiful, in control of a shining world in which everything fits, but instead am wondering awed about on a splintered wreck […]

Palimpsest (n): a parchment or other writing surface on which the original text has been effaced or partially erased, and then overwritten by another.   “We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present....

“Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down Letting the days go by, water flowing underground Into the blue again, into the silent water Under the rocks and stones, there is water underground” ~ from “Once In A Lifetime” by Talking Heads   Curated by Elin Spring and Suzanne Révy.

“Don’t you want somebody to love Don’t you need somebody to love Wouldn’t you love somebody to love You better find somebody to love” ~ from “Somebody to Love” by Jefferson Airplane Curated by Elin Spring and Suzanne Révy.

This is just to say I have eaten the plums that were in the icebox and which you were probably saving for breakfast Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold ~William Carlos Williams Curated by Elin Spring and Suzanne Révy

And she was drifting through the backyard And she was taking off her dress And she was moving very slowly Rising up above the earth The world was moving she was right there with it and she was The world was moving she was floating above it and she was And she was ~from And […]

Your lips are moving, I cannot hear Your voice is soothing, but the words aren’t clear You don’t sound different, I’ve learned the game I’m looking through you, you’re not the same From I’m Looking Through You by The Beatles   Curated by Elin Spring and Suzanne Révy

I’ve been holding out so long I’ve been sleeping all alone Lord I miss you I’ve been hanging on the phone I’ve been sleeping all alone I want to kiss you ~from “Miss You” by Mick Jagger and Keith Richards Curated by Elin Spring and Suzanne Révy

I built my house from barley rice Green pepper walls and water ice Tables of paper wood, windows of light And everything emptying into white ~Yusuf/Cat Stevens Curated by Elin Spring and Suzanne Révy

Time to plant tears, says the almanac. The grandmother sings to the marvelous stove and the child draws another inscrutable house. ~from the poem Sestina by Elizabeth Bishop Selection of images and poetry by Karen Haas, Lane Curator of Photographs at the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston.