kbhbarn
kbhbarn
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kbhbarn · 2 years ago
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Bianca Stone, from What Is Otherwise Infinite: Poems; “Cutting Odette’s Fingernails”
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Louise Glück, from “Stars”, Poems: 1962–2020
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~ Augusto Cury
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Mary Oliver, from “Summer Morning.” [ID in alt text]
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― Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Gentle Spirit
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Sophocles, from "Electra: A Tragedy," translated by Anne Carson
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kbhbarn · 2 years ago
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courageous to refuse to numb yourself with distractions. to be an active participant of life, sensitive to all emotions.
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- I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)
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— Mahmoud Darwish, Palestinian Poet & Writer
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In some parallel universe, I know you held me tighter. You tried harder. You said, “Look my love, I will meet you halfway.”
- N.M.Sanchez, from Initial Meeting
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Mother by Maia Baia
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kbhbarn · 3 years ago
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You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.
Daniel Saint
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kbhbarn · 3 years ago
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“I was ashamed of myself when I realized that life was a costume party; and I attended with my real face“
- Franz Kafka
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