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
But now I shall sit beside you for a while and give your eyes kisses.
— Ingeborg Bachmann to Paul Celan, Munich, 22 November 1957, in Correspondence.
Tuesday July 5th
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