Etikett: him with a capital h
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“Amputees suffer pains, cramps, itches in the leg that are no longer there. That is how she felt without him, feeling his presence where he no longer was.”
— Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera
Paul Celan, tr. by Patrick Cotter, from Selected Poems; “Crowned Out,” c. 1967
“My sin is that all my world is in him.”
— Alexandra Andreyevna, from a letter to M. P. Ivanova wr. c. October 1902
“And the moon bleeds over the water and you are not so far away that I can’t smell your hair in the drying breeze.”
— Zelda Fitzgerald, from a letter to Francis Scott Fitzgerald, Fall 1930.
You who never loved me although I offered up every sugar at star-fall,
Anne Sexton, from Complete Poems of Anne Sexton; “Telephone,”
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