February 2012
105 posts
“Like wind - In it, with it, of it. Of it just like a sail, so light and strong...”
– Dag Hammarskjöld, Markings with thanks to Whiskey River. (via crashinglybeautiful)
“She was so quiet. So reflective. And she could erase herself, her spirit, with a...”
– Alice Walker, The Color Purple (via frenchtwist)
“My fingers guideposts pearled with pleasure...”
– Joyce Mansour, Pericoloso Sporgersi (via frenchtwist)
“Waking bathed in perspiration; a beating heart, a shuddering body, a light...”
– André Gide, The Fruits of the Earth (via frenchtwist)
“We do not remember days, we remember moments.”
– Cesare Pavese, This Business of Living (via proustitute)
“She is older than the rocks among which she sits;
Like the Vampire,
She has...”
– Walter Pater, Mona Lisa
via todf (via frenchtwist)
“As you walk, cultivate a sense of ease. There’s no hurry to get anywhere, no...”
– Peter Doobinin, “Awakening, Step by Step“ (Thank you, tinytruths)
Midwinter
crashinglybeautiful:
A blue light radiates from my clothing. Midwinter. Clattering tambourines of ice. I close my eyes. There is a silent world there is a crack where the dead are smuggled across the border.
—Tomas Tranströmer, The Sorrow Gondola. Courtesy of Whiskey River.
“Words, words were truly alive on the tongue, in the head,
warm, beating,...”
– Carol Ann Duffy, Little Red Cap (via frenchtwist)
