Caitlin Bailey, from Solve for Desire: Poems; “Pigeons”
[Text ID: “The most brilliant part of / you exists to haunt me:”]
Caitlin Bailey, from Solve for Desire: Poems; “Pigeons”
[Text ID: “The most brilliant part of / you exists to haunt me:”]
the sound of an orchestra tuning up makes me go crazyinsane it makes me start thinking about the eventual heat death of the universe and how someday somewhere an orchestra is going to tune up for the very last time. ever. and then the sun will swallow the earth & turn into a white dwarf & all the stars will go out & meanwhile a gazillion light years away sentient life will be evolving from silicon. and maybe they will have orchestras also
this is me all day
— Fernando Pessoa
Gertrud Kolmar, from Dark Soliloquy: The Selected Poems; "Lassan,"
Jihyun Yun, from Some Are Always Hungry; “Reversal”
[Text ID: “I so want to survive this. Please lead me whole into another season so I may dare begin again.”]
Katherine Mansfield, in a letter to Dorothy Brett, dated 14 August 1918
Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
JENNY HOLZER, Protect Me From What I Want, 1986
“My lovely, my warm little one, I can’t tell you how piercingly and endlessly I think about you.”
— Vladimir Nabokov, in a letter to Véra Nabokov (1926), Letters to Véra
andrei tarkovsky