#dulce maria loynaz

[crushing-on-nico-di-angelo]

and I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best my little dove...

absolute solitude: selected poems, dulce maria loynaz (tr. james o'connor) // the glass essay, anne carson // boyish, japanese breakfast // @uglyfruit // yves olade // hunger, harry styles // a not admitting of the wound, emily dickinson // no surprises, radiohead // fourth of july, sufjan stevens

[deepseaidyll]

i never call your name, but you are in me like the song in the nightingale‘s throat even when it‘s not singing.

— dulce maría loynaz

[mundo-de-palabras]

Quiéreme entera - Dulce María Loynaz

[abellinthecupboard]

XXV

　And I said to the pebbles, I know you are fallen stars. 　Hearing this they lit up, and for a moment they shone—they were able to shine—like stars.

Dulce Maria Loynaz, Poems Without Names (1953)

[violettesiren]

There was a lull in the pain. I fled from it as if I were fleeing a wolf suddenly taken with sleep. But when it wakes, it will pick up my scent and follow my trail. I know this. And it doesn’t matter where I hide, it will know how to find me, and when it does, it will pounce on a body too weary to resist it. Why must I be the preyed upon? Why does its mouth water every time it spots me? I have no blood to slake its savage thirst and I carry nothing in my saddlebags but the echoes of dreams grown cold. Where did I lose my way? I can’t remember. What flowers did I step on pretending I didn’t see them? Before me the great jungle grows dense.

from Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems by Dulce María Loynaz (Translated by James O’Conner)

[adamcgrathwithfinger]

"No te nombro; pero estás en mí como la música en la garganta del ruiseñor aunque no esté cantando"

"I do not name you; but you are in me like the music in the nightingale's throat though it is not singing"

Dulce María Loynaz

[runtomy]

“Don’t worry. The night won’t frighten me and the cold won’t drive me away. There is no winter as cold as my winter, no night as deep as my night. I myself freeze the wind. I myself darken the sky.” - (Dulce María Loynaz)

[imaginemirage]

"I never called your name, but you are in me like the song in the nightingale's throat even when it's not singing." Dulce Maria Loynaz

[petalidiagapanto]

«C’è qualcosa di molto sottile e profondo

nel voltarsi a guardare la strada percorsa...

La strada dove, senza lasciare traccia,

è rimasta la vita intera»

(Dulce Maria Loynaz, Poesia XVII)

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[hvwks]

katsuki bakugou & izuku midoriya: webweaving.

emily bronte - wuthering heights // grief lessons - anne carson // unknown // unknown // the illuminated rumi - mawlana jalal-al-din rumi // nothing's new - rio romeo // tumblr user nothingbutloveforyou // crush - richard siken // poem lix - dulce sue maria loynaz // sue zhao // nikita gill // privilege - beau taplin //soft human - emery allen // the pillowcase - annelyse gellman // follow you - bring me the horizon

[lunamonchtuna]

— Dulce Maria Loynaz (tr. james o'connor), from Absolute Solitude: Selected Poems

[yaya-tchoum]

I will caress the wind and smile at the darkness just in case you're looking at me in the darkness or kissing me in the wind.

~•Dulce Maria Loynaz•~

#Dulce Maria Loynaz, Absolute Solitude trad. James O' Connor #Jean Cocteau

[huellas-poeticas]

《Quiéreme entera》

Si me quieres, quiéreme entera,

no por zonas de luz o sombra…

Si me quieres, quiéreme negra

y blanca, Y gris, verde, y rubia,

y morena…

Quiéreme día,

quiéreme noche…

¡Y madrugada en la ventana abierta!…

Si me quieres, no me recortes:

¡Quiéreme toda… O no me quieras.

Dulce Maria Loynaz