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- John Donne, "The Storme"
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Compar'd to these stormes, death is but a qualme, Hell somewhat lightsome, and the'Bermuda calme.
- John Donne, "The Storme"
My mother is soil A warm brook and vengeful wind And I have her smile
- Johanna Quinn
“no friends but the mountains”
his head of stopped fire - Lola Haskins
“The truth is written so clearly in everything that is erased.” - @Olive_Byrne
and even the trees we walked under seemed less than trees and more like everything else
— Charles Bukowski
I wanted to wade with the dead in muddy river water and fill the new holes in their beautiful bodies with rosemary. With snow white lilies and melted wax.
- Beth Gordon
the words belong to borrowed silence.
An apple blossom Trembling on a sunlit branch From the weight of bees.
- Richard Wright
"from this height I can see the truth in miles"
within her circle of notice
Samuel Johnson
slumps of snow
Catherine Baker
without sails masts on the hill sway creaking gray
old trees filled with stars winter nigh
Le ricchezze e la povertà sono le più antiche e mortali infermità delle repubbliche.
Plutarch
second snow— a sparrow quakes one frosty sprig.
[riffing off Sage Stone]
it will unbury a corpse, given time
Peter Bradshaw