poetry – Sida 48 – beberequin

Stay close to anything that makes you glad you’re alive.

Unknown

My darling lives in a world that is not mine.

One kind word can warm three winter months.

Japanese proverb

Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, A New Leaf

I have to say to you that I hate it without you. I have to say to you that I love you in life and after death, and that even though I drink I am good. I am not drinking much. I am too lonely even for that.

Dylan Thomas, from a letter to Caitlin Thomas written c. December 1943

—I conversed with you in a dream

– Sappho, If Not, Winter, (tr. by Anne Carson)

I look for you everywhere while finding you nowhere.

Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Nelson Algren featured in “A Transatlantic Love Affair: Letters to Nelson Algren,”

Tell me about your day dreams. How often have you made love to me?

N.M. Sanchez (via wnq-writers)

— She’s in the
window in her pink
dress, radiant, transparent,
lost —

Jack Kerouac, from Book Of Sketches

When you
go, take my longing with you.
I have no use for it now.

Jameson Fitzpatrick, from “From a Friend,” published in The Believer