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I am very calm. Only do not talk to me about him.
Anna Akhmatova, from Selected Poems; “Parting,”
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I know nothing except that I’m waiting for you and that you never come.
Dylan Thomas, from a letter to Caitlyn Thomas written c. May 1953
I will place my hand in that flame and feel nothing. I will ask nobody’s forgiveness again.
Franz Wright, from God’s Silence: Poems; “Reparations,”
Fred Cavens, Belgian fencing master, teaches Errol Flynn how to use the sword on the set of Captain Blood (1935)
Heal and receive me,
Louise Bogan, from The Blue Estuaries: Poems, 1923-1968; “Psychiatrist’s Song,”
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Girl as a small fire. / Girl as just another heartbeat. Girl who will not call one more awful thing into the world.
Molly McCully Brown, from “Self Portrait as The Other Girl,” published in Pleiades
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