February 2012
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That crow which flew over our heads
and descended into the disturbed thought...
– Conquest Of The Garden, by Forugh Farrokhzad
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I remember how my mother would hold me.
I would look up at her sometimes and...
– Mirabai (via nonboingy)
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January 2012
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And look, my brother, we learned to talk very quietly and simply. We understand each other now - there is no need for anything more. And I say tomorrow we will become still simpler; we’ll find those words that take on the same weight iin all hearts, on all lips so that we can call figs figs, and a trough a trough, so that others will smile and say: ‘We’re making you a hundred poems an hour’....
December 2011
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I felt in need of a great pilgrimage
So I sat still for three
days
and God...
– Kabir (via grimmstale)
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I’ve never been an individual entity.
Sixty trillion cells!
I’m a...
– Ko Un, A Drunkard
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Alas, I cannot stay in the house, and home has become no home to me, for the...
– Rabindranath Tagore
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There will be thunder then. Remember me.
Say ‘She asked for storms.’ The entire...
– Anna Akhmatova, You Will Hear Thunder (via sovietik)
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November 2011
22 posts
We sit together, the mountain and me, until only the mountain remains.
– Li Po
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marzipandildo:
Maciullerei la bocca alla mia bella e, caduto in ginocchio, le direi queste parole losche: è troppo! è troppo!, il mio cuore è troppo centrale, e tu non sei che carne umana, non puoi non puoi trovarmi tanto ingiusto se ti faccio del male…
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Sei la cantina chiusa,
dal battuto di terra,
dov’è entrato una volta...
– Cesare Pavese, 5 novembre 1945
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Whether you accept Radha and Krishna, or not, please do accept their attraction...
– Sri Ramakrishna
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The question of what will happen to me when I die is indeed as misconceived as...
– Ramesh Balsekar (via Joan Tollifson Death and the Deathless)
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I embraced the summer dawn.
Nothing yet stirred on the face of the palaces. The...
– Dawn, Arthur Rimbaud
Here his eyes opened wide, and as he whispered he gazed at the moon.
“She was...
– The Master and Margarita (1938)
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Nobody is thinking about flowers
Nobody is thinking about the goldfish
Nobody...
– I feel sad for the Garden - Forugh Farrokhzād
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foreversincebreakfast:
You are in love. Rented out till fall. You are in love. Poetic fires ignite you. Your friends laugh; they won’t talk to you at all. Then one night, the goddess deigns to write to you!
That night…you go back to the café, to the noisy atmosphere; You sit and order beer, or lemonade… Nobody’s serious when they’re seventeen, And there are linden trees on the promenade.
...
You darkness, that I come from,
I love you more than all the fires
that fence...
– Rainer Maria Rilke (via madaeli26)
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October 2011
26 posts
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