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“And, when night begins to fall From the black oaks, darkening, In the nightingale’s soft call Our despair will, solemn, sing.”
— Paul Verlaine, from In Muted Tone (tr. by Norman R. Shapiro); Fêtes galantes, 1869 (via megairea)
“[…] the moon’s blood is the sea.”
— Anne Michaels, from What the Light Teaches; Miner’s Pond, 1991 (via megairea)
“what fragment of you survives in me as I open my mouth to speak?”
— “Passage” by Shara McCallum
“The tongues of angels, I cannot swallow.”
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“Tasting Braille” by Kathi Wolfe
“People can … read Braille with their lips and their tongue …” — David J. Linden, The Kojo Nnamdi Show
“Behold, there is no breath: I and this Love are one, and I am Death.”
— Dante Gabriel Rossetti, from Death-In-Love; The Collected Poems of D.G. Rossetti (via megairea)
He smells only faintly of the afterlife, cold and mineral, like new snow.
Jess Kidd, from 'Things in Jars'
“Living leaves marks on you. Scars that time sometimes softens … but could never erase. You can learn to conceal them or walk with them.”
— Jonathan Cuchacovich, from teleplay Isabel: The Intimate Story of Isabel Allende (Megamedia Chile, 2021)
“My body kept yours safe on the long nights when your body drowned itself in the habit of the dream.”
— Schizophrene, Bhanu Kapil
“Always in the company of our longtime ghosts.”
— Jonathan Cuchacovich, from teleplay Isabel: The Intimate Story of Isabel Allende (Megamedia Chile, 2021)
Who on earth would carry so much baggage?
Someone who intended to stay.
Leslie Harrison, from “Fifty States: A Travelogue (IV)”, Displacement
I had forgotten how healing solitude could be.
– Daphne du Maurier, Monte Verità
“Isn’t this your life? That ancient kiss still burning out your eyes?”
— Richard Hugo, from “Degrees of Gray in Philipsburg,” Making Certain It Goes On: Collected Poems of Richard Hugo (W. W. Norton & Co., 1973)
“it is a mistake being incarnate; I should be made of the same substance as the dark.”
— On the Spectrum of Possible Deaths, ‘Bats’ by Lucia Perill
What interests me is living and dying for what one loves.
Albert Camus, from 'The Plague', tr. Stuart Gilbert
“I, who symbolically die several times just to experience the resurrection.”
— Clarice Lispector, trans. by Benjamin Moser, from “The Hour of the Star”
“Tongues untied, we swallow suns.”
— Meena Kandasamy, from Ms Militancy: “Backstreet girls”
He is in her, he is hers.
Hélène Cixous, Stigmata: Escaping Texts; from 'Hiss of the Axe', tr. Keith Cohen
