for the anniversary of my death by W.S. Merwin
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for the anniversary of my death by W.S. Merwin
"I'll follow you and make a Heaven out of Hell,
And I'll die by your hand, which I love so well."
— William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream.
Kate Cayley, from “Lent”
E.E. Cummings, Complete Poems, 1904-1962
FRANNY CHOI
“Goethe has said, that in youth we cannot be happy unless we love. I did not love; but I was devoured by a restless wish to be something to others.”
— Mary Shelley, from The Last Man. (via weepforadonais)
the love song
The deaf don’t believe in silence. Silence is the invention of the hearing.
Ilya Kaminsky, Deaf Republic, “Notes”
This is a battle
worthy
of our weapons
Ilya Kaminsky, Deaf Republic, “Lullaby”
she teaches us how to open the door
and walk
through
which is the true curriculum of schools
Ilya Kaminsky, Deaf Republic, “When Momma Galya First Protested”
Six words,
Lord:
please ease
of song
my tongue.
Ilya Kaminsky, Deaf Republic, “Elegy”
At the trial of God we will ask: why did you allow this?
And the answer will be an echo: why did you allow this?
Ilya Kaminsky, Deaf Republic, “A City Like a Guillotine Shivers on Its Way to the Neck”
You can fuck
anyone—but with whom can you sit
in water?
Ilya Kaminsky, Deaf Republic, “While the Child Sleeps, Sonya Undresses”
On earth
a man cannot flip a finger at the sky
because each man is already
a finger flipped at the sky
Ilya Kaminsky, Deaf Republic, “Soldiers Aim at Us”
Let us be content with our own knowledge of what we are to each other. Do not let us call in others to see our happiness.
- Charlotte M. Yonge, "The Heir of Redclyffe"
And she is all of solid fire.
William Blake "The Mental Traveller"