#on eternity

[sapientes]

the center of every poem is this. for @diwalis.

marie howe, walking home / amal el-mohtar & max gladstone, this is how we lose the time war / rabindranath tagore, unending love / preserved couple from pompeii / robert james waller, the bridges of madison county / audrey niffenegger, the time traveller’s wife / photograph from the 1940s / vladimir nabokov, letters to véra / lemony snicket, the beatrice letters / lyndsay faye, the king of infinite space / marina tsvetaeva, no one has taken anything away

[tamsoj]

Albert Camus in May 1935, from Notebooks 1935-1942; tr. by Philip Thody

[tamsoj]

The fraction of infinity, of that vast abyss of time, allotted to each of us. Absorbed in an instant into eternity.

Marcus Aurelius, from Meditations (Book Twelve, 32)

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Albert Camus, from Notebooks 1935-1942; tr. by Philip Thody

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Anna Swir, from A Book of Luminous Things: An International Anthology of Poetry, “The Sea and the Man,” tr. by Czeslaw Milosz and Leonard Nathan  

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Vasko Popa, from Collected Poems (1978), “The Shadow Maker,” tr. by Anne Pennington  

[tamsoj]

To know that eternity is neither drunk Nor sober, to know it young And be a poet

Jack Kerouac, from Kerouac: Kicks Joy Darkness, “Skid Row Wine”