Tag: Vivienne Mok

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; […] Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; – John Keats – To Autumn –

Vénus dans le Cloître

Agnès – Ah! How pleasant is the beauty of the day! It wakes all my senses. Let us retire both in the alley to move away from the company of others. Angélique – We could not find in the whole garden a better place to walk, since the trees that surround it give us as […]

The girl in the window

It was a deep, comfortable room […] The long windows looked out upon the lawns, and beyond the lawns to the distant shimmer of the sea.There was an old, quiet smell about the room, as though the air in it was little changed, for all the sweet lilac scent and roses brought to it throughout […]

Black Orchid

Something’s missing… Flowers half stare from cool, familiar faces. A slow deep place, the garden. This is where I come from… Where do I go? – Neil Gaiman – Black Orchid –

Le Silence de Mnasidika

All day she laughed and even mocked at me a little. She refused to obey me, in the presence of some strangers. When we had come home again I affected not to speak to her, and when she threw her arms about my neck, saying: « Are you angry? » I said to her: « […]

La Reine des Neiges

The snow-flakes grew larger and larger, till at last they looked just like great white fowls. Suddenly they flew on one side; the large sledge stopped, and the person who drove rose up. It was a lady; her cloak and cap were of snow. She was tall and of slender figure, and of a dazzling […]

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