At night, the cool September moon gleams red. When it drifts out of the night’s dark clouds it has blood on its lips
Stig Dagerman, A Moth to a Flame (Burnt Child), trans. Benjamin Mier-Cruz
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At night, the cool September moon gleams red. When it drifts out of the night’s dark clouds it has blood on its lips
Stig Dagerman, A Moth to a Flame (Burnt Child), trans. Benjamin Mier-Cruz
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Lies Beneath (Detail), 2012. — Santiago Caruso (Argentine, b.1982)
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I turned around and saw the sky. It was red and all my life was in it.
Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea
Chu Yohan, 'Life, Death’ (trans. Kyung-Ja Chun and by Chong Bum Kim), The Columbia Anthology of Modern Korean Poetry
[Text ID: “a sinking sun, a sea of blood,”]
Although it was just November, they had lit a fire at home, just a small brazier with red-hot charcoal ensconced in snow-white ashes. The coal had been a tree. Then the tree died, yet now, in the glowing fire, its body had come alive again--alive, but soon to turn into ashes. The first time life was green, the second time, a dark red.
Eileen Chang, from “Traces of Love”, Lust, Caution & Other Stories