ταξιδιώτης

06.03.1986 A Greek living in Tokyo. Roleplay. OC. Type O. Pisces. Twitter: shizurin_ Discord: kiriviks

[nereus-seirina]

ταξιδιώτης

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discord: kiriviks

twitter: shizurin_

[le-immorte]

“I think we deserve a soft epilogue, my love. We are good people and we’ve suffered enough.”

— SEVENTY YEARS OF SLEEP # 4. NIKKA URSULA  (via le-immorte)

[destroymylife]

[librapetal]

[ysociety]

[starswaterairdirt]

The Cloud Ships on a Windy Night, 1891

St. Nicholas Vol. 18: An Illustrated Magazine for Young Folks

[devils-queen]

✞ 666 ✞

[nikswonderland]

[mesogeios]

“Reading a poem in translation,“ wrote Bialek, “is like kissing a woman through a veil”; and reading Greek poems, with a mixture of katharevousa and the demotic, is like kissing two women. Translation is a kind of transubstantiation; one poem becomes another. You choose your philosophy of translation just as you choose how to live: the free adaptation that sacrifices detail to meaning, the strict crib that sacrifices meaning to exactitude. The poet moves from life to language, the translator moves from language to life; both like the immigrant, try to identify the invisible, what’s between the lines, the mysterious implications.

– Anne Michaels, Fugitive Pieces

[niadil]

[thekimonogallery]

Tokyo’s aquarium. By Japanese photographer あき @akira1027_photo

[ruby-pink]

[dollymitsu]

“My memory loves you; it asks about you all the time.”

— Jonathan Carroll

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[suspects]

[especially]

[queenjsxo]