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For what this means, see (or course) our very own One-Letter Words: A Dictionary (and though the hardcover is out of print, the e-version remains "out there"). Our illustration is from The Galaxy magazine, 1866.
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"Saturated void" is a geotechnical term, but Tim Flohr Sørensen uses it to describe a cemetery:
It may appear rather straightforward to connect cemeteries with the notion of absence. After all, a cemetery is most often seen as a place for the dead, who are frequently conceived as absent, gone, missing or lost. The state of being — or non-being — of the dead is otherwise poorly defined, and may simply be considered a form of "no moreness." At the same time, the cemetery can be said to contain the absent, because it is ordinarily a place where prolonged spatial and material relations to the deceased are allowed to exist as opposed to e.g. a mass grave, where the dead are meant to disappear. ... [Cemeteries are] places of highly complex incorporations of presences and absences. ... [A]bsence is articulated and perceived as an emotional rupture but also as concrete and material voids. Likewise, presence is articulated both as the physical being-there and the feeling of nearness and immediacy in the midst of the fragmentation posed by the death of a relative. ("A Saturated Void: Anticipating and Preparing Presence in Contemporary Danish Cemetery Culture," An Anthropology of Absence)
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Here's just a sampling of all 264 blank pages that Flickr displays for the book Atlas Ichthyologique des Indes Orientales Néêrlandaises, 1862. Perversely, not a single one of the beautiful color illustrations from the book was scanned. To be clear, blank pages (most all of which are labeled as such, technically rendering them non-blank in the process) are the only pages from this book that the Internet Archive uploaded to Flickr. We're merely trying to find some inadvertent visual poetry in the void.
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The Oozlefinch, mascot of the Coast Artillery, Fort Monroe, Virginia. "This bird flies backwards in order to keep the dust out of his eyes, and he is so bashful that when he sees someone — he swallows himself!"
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The Comic Language of Flowers
Peppermint — Warmth of feeling.
White Chrysanthemum — Truth.
Cosmelia rubra — The charm of a blush.
Larkspur — Lightness.
Maidenblush Rose — If you love me you will find it out.
Mallow — Mildness.
Indian Jasmin — I attach myself to you.
[From Judy, Or The London Serio-Comic Journal, 1882.]
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