Louise Glück, from “Blue Rotunda”, Poems 1962 - 2012
Cathy Linh Che, from Go Forget your father//Friedrich Nietzsche// Richey Edwards// // Moss Angel, Girldirt Angelfog// Rainer Maria Rilke, Fragment of an Elegy,// Leila Miccolis, till death do us part.
“(…) no one wants a half-remembered tragedy. You must know the width of the knife and how it ruined you, name the organs it kissed.”
— Life of the Party, ‘Addendum II to No Baptism’ by Olivia Gatwood (via decreation)
“Accept this love I ask for. Accept the part of me that is you.”
Alejandra Pizarnik, from ‘On Your Anniversary’
“I am in your words, I know, as you are in all of mine.”
Edmond Jabés, A Foreigner Carrying in the Crook of His Arm A Tiny Book
“What I am giving you is nothing that belongs to me […] It is just yourself, you running through me throwing off sparks, your eyes blazing with fear, blazing with hope, I am giving you your own fire. All I do is breathe very gently on your night embers and handfuls of stars fly out.”
Hélène Cixous, The Book of Promethea
“losing through you what seemed myself, i find selves unimaginably mine”
e.e. cummings, ‘silently if,out of not knowable’
“He is more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. If all else perished and he remained, I should still continue to be, and if all else remained, and we were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger. He’s always, always in my mind; not as a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.”
Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights
“When you seem to be listening to my words, they seem to be your words, with me listening.”
Antonio Porchia, Voices
“No, Hans, my love, I am not as generous as you think nor do I give myself to you freely–whatever you take from me you have already given me […] When I think of you, when I give myself to you, I feel I am going to meet myself, and this makes me stronger and more serene.. what a selfish kind of generosity!”
Andres Neuman, Traveller of the Century
“I meant that you should discover me so, by my faint indirections, And I, when I meet you, mean to discover you by the like in you
Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
“I met myself in you.”
Adonis, ‘Transormations of the Lover’
Katherine Larson, from Radial Symmetry; “Lake of little birds”
[Text ID: “We touch each other briefly / and depart. As if memory / wasn’t a wound to bear.”]
Rainer Maria Rilke, "You who never arrived." The Selected Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke (translated by Stephen Mitchell)
a study of hua cheng
station eleven— emily st. john mandel / planet of love— richard siken / long life— mary oliver / details from portrait of a lady on fire (2019) / work song— hozier / litany in which certain things are crossed out— richard siken / this is how you lose the time war— amal el-mortar and max gladstone / wild geese— mary oliver / details from l’ange dechu (the fallen angel)— alexandre cabanel / black telephone— richard siken
"You are the altar cup and from this / I do fill my mouth... Martyr, my religion is love, is you."
Anne Sexton, "Sweeney"
The Haunting of Bly Manor (2020), Mike Flanagan//Crimson Peak, Guillermo del Toro//Ocean Vuong//Fear Street part 3: 1666 (2021), Leigh Janiak//Could you ever live without, David Jones//Invisible Monsters: Vision, Horror, and Contemporary Culture, Jeffrey Weinstock//Midnight Mass (2021), Mike Flanagan//Black Telephone, Richard Siken//The Haunting of Hill House (2018), Mike Flanagan//The Haunting of Bly Manor (2020), Mike Flanagan