e

[lllnise]

تحبي نحكي ؟

في ايش

[look-sharp-notes]

Sunset.

[observerinshadows]

[lllnise]

"وفيتُ وفي بعض الوفاء مذلّةٌ"

[lllnise]

‏«أضمّ يدي على جرحي
‏وأخنق في قرار القلب تنهيدة
‏وأمضي في الأسى وحدي
‏وليل الصمت يطويني
‏وأشرب خيبة الكلمة
‏وأجرع غصّتي والحزن يضنيني
‏وفي قلبي نداء لاهف ما زال يدعوني
‏يشبّ حرائقًا في أضلعي ويشدّني للخلف
‏ويزرع في عيوني الخوف»

[lllnise]

‏"حبي لك ليس شأني أنا فحسب وإنما هو شأنك أنت أيضا،حبي لك يقول شيئا عنك ربما تجهله أنت بنفسك"

[derangedrhythms]

My evil obsession keeps me here

Ted Hughes, Tales from Ovid; from 'Myrrha'

[derangedrhythms]

She was left with⁠—nay, had become⁠— her obsession. Thus it is to be a ghost.

Elizabeth Bowen, Chill Tidings: Dark Tales of the Christmas Season; from ‘Green Holly’, ed. Tanya Kirk

[derangedrhythms]

I know the horror of primal feelings, obsessions.

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath — 29th September 1959

[derangedrhythms]

— my soul sends your soul a pinch . . .

Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait in Letters ⁠— W. D. Snodgrass, 9th June 1959

[lllnise]

[adrasteiax]

“(…) dreams of flying and forgetting and dreams of belonging but departing”

— W.S. Merwin, from Still Water in “Garden Time"

[adrasteiax]

“Long ago, in the mists of time, there’d been forgiveness, and a part of me that was tender.”

— Laura Purcell, from The Corset

[adrasteiax]

“My dreams have faded out with time—”

— Else Lasker-Schüler, from I Know in “After Every War: Twentieth-Century Women Poets” [translated by  Eavan Boland]

[adrasteiax]

“I miss you deeply, unfathomably, senselessly, terribly.”

— Franz Kafka, from Letters To Milena [translated by Tania and James Stern]

[philosophybits]

“Time destroys the fictions of error and opinion, while it confirms the determinations of nature and of truth.”

— Cicero, De Natura Deorum

[theoptia]

“And when darkness claims the room, an enormous moon will appear, after this rain, a cool and serene moon. And she’ll sleep bathed in moonlight…”

— Clarice Lispector, from the Complete Stories; “The Escape”