I had not put it into
words, yet—the worst thing,
but I thought that I could say it, if I said it
word by word.
Sharon Olds, "The Worst Thing," from Stag's Leap
The difference between
God and luck is that luck, when it leaves,
does not go far: the idea is to believe
you could almost touch it....
“If a Wilderness,” Carl Phillips
James Richardson, Vectors: Aphorisms & Ten-Second Essays
She has decided that the eye sees not itself but by reflection from some other thing—
Cordelia and Lear, Ivor Morris
Cordelia and Lear, Ivor Morris
Cordelia and Lear, Ivor Morris
Cordelia and Lear, Ivor Morris
Cordelia cannot fail to have our sympathy, for she has been put in a terrible position, and has had to deal with a man who is as unpredictable as he is passionate—and to whom she is utterly devoted. Yet it is Cordelia herself who rouses this tempest, and does so wilfully, if not calmly.
Cordelia and Lear, Ivor Morris
James Wright, “Milkweed”
Those who were sacred have remained so,
holiness does not dissolve, it is a presence
of bronze, only the sight that saw it
faltered and turned from it.
An old joy returns in holy presence.
Denise Levertov, from "Come into Animal Presence"
Shall we sharpen our eyes and circle closer to the beauty of the husband – carefully, for he was on fire. Under him the floor was on fire, the world was on fire, truth was on fire.
Anne Carson, The Beauty of the Husband
"Leda," Rainer Maria Rilke (trans. Robert Bly)
#supernatural#spn#spnedit#the way you can watch alternate season one in your mind for free...#azazel was like i am going to destroy this man's life rip him apart watch him fuck up his sons make him claw them apart with his own hands#and then as a cherry on top i will get him to abandon his revenge mission for the sake of his son. as a treat <3#just bopping around in 2010 peak hiphop era committing horrors and having his hot demon summer#mine*#mine: supernatural#augustnatural
I became so curious to know that I followed you. I followed you home that night and — Would you mind passing me your glass, old boy? Thank you. Thank you very much. I've been following you ever since. Why? I was hoping sooner or later I might catch you at something...and be able to — Blackmail me? Influence you. Dial M for Murder (1954)
Rabindranath Tagore, Fruit-Gathering