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I am the green fairy, all I need is blood, blood of a poet.-
The Blood Penguin by Will Alexander
365filmsbyauroranocte: Le sang d’un poète (Jean Cocteau, 1932)
eexterminatingangell: Jean Cocteau - The Blood of A Poet (1932)
vkntmoodboard: Still from Le Sang d'un Poète (the blood of a poet) — Jean Cocteau (1930)
phantasmagoriamachine: Jean Cocteau - The Blood of a Poet
innercurtain: The Blood of a Poet // Le sang d'un poète (1930), directed by Jean Cocteau
hankiro: The Blood of a Poet (1932),Jean Cocteau
nuodai: The Blood of a Poet (dir. Jean Cocteau, 1930)
roserosette: The Blood of a Poet, 1930, Jean Cocteau
dialnfornoir: Le Sang d’un Poète/ The Blood of a Poet (1930)
adini-nikolaevna: Oh, give me, my God, inspiration, The poet’s ardent blood. Oh, give me meekness and humility, Delights, songs and love. Oh, give me the courageous eagle’s eye, Free songs of a nightingale, Oh, give me the flight of the swan,
inneroptics: The Blood of a Poet (Le sang d’un poète) – Jean Cocteau
blue-voids: Eleanor Antin - Blood of a Poet, 1965-68“American artist Eleanor Antin produced Blood of a Poet Box very early in her career, while she was living in New York. The work comprises a green specimen box containing one hundred glass slides,
smnmblst: The Blood of a Poet (Jean Cocteau, 1932)
The Blood of a Poet ~ Le Sang d’Un Poète (1932)
The Blood of a Poet (1930)
dimshapes: The Blood of a Poet by Jean Cocxteau
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lacyceleste: Blood of the Poet. Jean Cocteau 1931.
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forhandsthatsuffer: The Blood of a Poet (1931), dir. Jean Cocteau
violentwavesofemotion: “Stomach full of blood, head full of blood, burning red, she can feel it at last, this rage that has been going on for a long time,” — Margaret Atwood, from Dancing Girls: Stories; “Lives of the Poets,”
violentwavesofemotion: “You have the blood of a poet. You have that and always will. You show, in the middle of savage things (that I like), the gentleness of your heart, that is so full of pain and light.” — Federico García Lorca, from a letter
