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Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin Volume 1 1931-1934
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“Wash of cold river in a glacial land, Ionian water, chill, snow-ribbed sand, drift of rare flowers, clear, with delicate shell- like leaf enclosing frozen lily-leaf, camellia texture, colder than a rose; wind-flower that keeps the breath of the north-wind— these and none other…”
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H.D., from ‘Wash of Cold River’.
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"A brief nap, then a bowl of milk."
– Franz Kafka, 1916.
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Cecília Meireles, from "In Autumn, My Heart," featured in Antologia poética
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via ‘lunulae’ substack on medieval-girl autumn
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horse laying in a bed of hay this is a small white foal wearing a pink halter it is surrounded by an unearthly glow the purity and innocence of youth reveals itself in the oddest of ways
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Honestly you have the patience of a saint dealing with all these rude people knocking your using the word girl.
bless you, that is sweet of you ❤️🩹 I remember being very battered by anons a few years ago, and I have since learned not to take it to heart!
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