La Vie Est La Vie

“I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.”

[bebemoon]

“Night comes and the girls’ eyes, night dust and water heavy with salt.”

— Saadi Youssef, from ‘House of Mirth’, Without an Alphabet, Without a Face: Selected Poems (trans. Khaled Mattawa)

[duoseon]

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[champaygne]

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[spi-ltmilk]

[adioringly]

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[oumaimas]

Sleeping In the Forest, Mary Oliver

[naturaekos]

“I am not what happened to me. I am who I choose to become.”

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[skirtmag]

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[finita--la--commedia]

“The golden day is not for me. The half-light of a body fascinated by its desire to die. I’ll know if you love me, even if I don’t survive. And I tell myself: Sell your strange light, your unlikely fence.”

— Alejandra Pizarnik (1936-1972), from “In Honour of a Loss”, in “Alejandra Pizarnik. Selected Poems”, translated by Cecilia Rossi

[parisians]

[fairylightworld]

[r-t-sosa]

You just have to observe the feeling and let it go.

R.T. Sosa

[aestheticsontrial]

[spi-ltmilk]

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[spi-ltmilk]

[stilled]

“The moon likes secrets. And secret things. She lets mysteries bleed into her shadows and leaves us to ask whether they originated from otherworlds, or from our own imaginations.”

— Charles de Lint

[sverate]

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