So alive, so beautiful,
yet so tormented;
Osip Mandelstam, tr. by Robert Chandler, from “You Stand In My Path,”
Etikett: poetry
“I could live almost completely in imagination.”
— Louise Glück, from Poems 1962-2012 (via nomfacesplorar)
I still haven’t come to my senses,
Anna Akhmatova, from a diary entry written c. January 1959
And
Her soul!
Her soul is consumed by this longing!
Sappho, excerpt of Atthis (tr. by George Theodoris)
The perennial sadness of a girl who is both death and the maiden.
Angela Carter
And what will you do today, I wonder, / to my heart?
Mary Oliver, from Devotions: The Selected Poems; “The Softest of Mornings,”
Fear God in your treatment of women.
Prophet Muhammad (S), Nahj al-Fasahah
“All dark, all bloody, my heart,”
— Charles Baudelaire, tr. by Paul Weinfield, from “A Voyage to Cythera,”
Let her pray, and sleep, and dream / Alone with her good angels,
John Keats, from The Complete Poems; “The Eve of St. Agnes,”
I felt and saw the night outside deep within me. Wind and wetness, autumn, bitter smell of foliage, scattered leaves of the elm tree.
Hermann Hesse, The Fairytales of Hermann Hesse (trans. Jack Zipes)
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