violentwavesofemotion:

“I was the moon, wanting to show myself only when the world was black.”

— Andrea O’Brien, from Mothers & Daughters: “Consecration,” c. April 2017

+ 1760

violentwavesofemotion:

“My divine love, my love,”

— Francis Bernardone, tr. by Daniel Ladinsky from “Never Be Frightened,”

+ 1404

oceanvuong:

“I am writing to you from the end of the world. You must realize this. The trees often tremble. We collected the leaves. They have a ridiculous number of veins. But what for? There’s nothing between them and the trees any more, and we go off troubled. Could not life continue on earth without wind? Or must everything tremble, always, always?”

— Henri Michaux, from I Am Writing to You from a Far-off Country, trans. Richard Ellmann
(via nemophilies)

+ 609