May Sarton, "Of Grief", Selected Poems
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May Sarton, "Of Grief", Selected Poems
May Sarton, from "The Autumn Sonnets", Selected Poems
Mary Oliver, from “Tecumseh”, Devotions
who else up realizing we weren’t meant to do this alone
Sometimes, every living thing just sounds like: Please.
Other times, Please don’t. Please no.
— Chen Chen, from “Summer,” published in The Lifted Brow
Joe Bolton, from "Elegy for Roland Barthes" [transcript in ALT]
Christopher Isherwood's diaries, September 8, 1960
Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, Rien ne va plus
“Hung on my bedroom wall is the quote attributed to Joan of Arc: “I am not afraid. I was born to do this.” However my life unfolds, goes my thinking, is how I am meant to live it; however my life unspools itself, I was created to bear it.”
— Esmé Weijun Wang, The Collected Schizophrenias
From Jeanette Winterson's recent substack article
Laura Wilder (American b.1959), Winter Woods IV, 2022, Woodblock print on paper
— Adrienne Rich, from “Integrity.”
— Nikos Kazantzakis, from “Report To Greco.”
- actually life is beautiful
@adarkerbeamoflight / ada limón / life is beautiful / @birthdaylobotomy / @tallahasseemp3 / rhian ellis / @death-born-aphrodite
Learning to Die: An Interview with Jenny Offill
when mitski said self-preservation is better rebellion than self-destruction in a world where it is awfully convenient for people to be destroying themselves. yeah
Yehuda Amichai, from The Selected Poetry of Yehuda Amichai; “Threading,”
Dulce María Loynaz, tr. by James O’Connor, from Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems
[Text ID: “There is still one difference left between us. You have a tenderness grown weary and I have a weariness grown tender.”]