“Maybe You Have Seen The Shape Of A Tree Shimmer And Fly Apart As A Flock Of Birds. Maybe You Have

Virginia Woolf, from Blue & Green in “Monday Or Tuesday: Eight Stories”

“Once is enough. Once is enough to say goodbye on earth. And to grieve, that too, of course. Once is enough to say goodbye forever.”

— Louise Glück, from Lament in “Poems 1962-2012″

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“[That] there were sunsets every day, that we weren’t meant to be coffined and buried whilst all the time still living, that nothing of the dark was so enormous that never could we surmount it, that always there were new chapters, that we must let go the old, open ourselves to symbolism, to the most unexpected of interpretations, that we must too, uncover what we’ve kept hidden, what we think we might have lost.”

— Anna Burns, from Milkman (via firstfullmoon)

“It was summer. I didn’t feel like saying anything. I felt as if I were going along some road of inexpressible sorrow.”

— Takuboku Ishikawa, from “Romaji Diary & Sad Toys,” published c. 1985 (via violentwavesofemotion)

𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚞, 𝙿𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚆𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 [𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝟷𝟿𝟽𝟾]

Daughters of the Dust (Julie Dash, 1991)

“Because I couldn’t feel, snow fell, the lake froze over. Because I was afraid, I didn’t move;”

— Louise Glück, from Landscape in “Poems 1962-2012″

𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝙱𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚊𝚔𝚘𝚟, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 (𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟾-𝟷𝟿𝟺𝟶)