Sketch of the Past
ArchiveMessageRSS"With the desire to be loved, to be held close to the other shape; to put off the veil of darkness and see burning eyes."
The Moment: Summer's Night, Virginia Woolf
The Moment: Summer's Night, Virginia Woolf
we fall asleep
with one hand under our head
and with the other in a mound of planets
with one hand under our head
and with the other in a mound of planets
— “I Would Like to Describe”, by Zbigniew Herbert (translated by Czeslaw Milosz)
Thursday February 16th
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