You, in your innocence, what do you know of this world?
Louise Glück, from Poems 1962-2012
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You, in your innocence, what do you know of this world?
Louise Glück, from Poems 1962-2012
special announcement:
i am a lesbian
to be human is to be subject to the lure of the the forbidden.
Louise Glück, Against Sincerity
mythology meme: five relationships ≡ the four horsemen;
Authority was given to them over a fourth of the earth, to kill with sword and with famine and with pestilence and by the wild beasts of the earth.
I was brave, I resisted, I set myself on fire.
Louise Glück
Leicester Cathedral, 30.07.16
How privileged you are, to be still passionately clinging to what you love; the forfeit of hope has not destroyed you.
Louise Glück, from “October”
York Minster, 13.09.15
Doesn’t everyone want to feel the night the beloved body, compass, polestar, to hear the quiet breathing that says I am alive, that means also you are alive, because you hear me, you are here with me.
Louise Glück, excerpt of A Myth of Devotion
Leicester Cathedral, 30.07.16
I used to sit there / pulling arrows out of my heart.
Louise Glück, from “Fugue,” Averno: Poems
York Minster, 13.09.15
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origins || emily palermo
“…a city such as this, where every texture, every color, leapt out at you, where every fragrance was a drug, and the air itself was something alive and breathing…” –Anne Rice, The Witching Hour
Take courage, my heart: you have been through worse than this.
Homer (via the-winter-of-our-discontent)
can we take a moment to recognize how scary it is to love someone so fully and openly. regardless of whether it’s reciprocated or not i think there is an unavoidable fear that comes with admitting to yourself exactly how much you feel for someone, knowing that you are allowing yourself to be hurt by even the idea that they do not love you back.