“Her ancient gestures, her perfume, the infinite intimacy of her rage,”
— Christina Peri-Rossi, tr. by Carol Thickstunt, from “The Bacchante,”
“Her ancient gestures, her perfume, the infinite intimacy of her rage,”
— Christina Peri-Rossi, tr. by Carol Thickstunt, from “The Bacchante,”
“You controlled my every sense; each was enamored of you For you were the mistress of this grieving heart.”
— Ibn Nubātah, from “Elegy no. 1″, translated from the Arabic by Adam Talib
“The special hours, the scent of setting suns, the profound darkness of the twilight air on streets without return.”
— Manuel Vázquez Montalbán, from “Quand Vous Seraiz Bien Vieille,” c. 1971
“I could still be like a river of light in your arms.”
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Clara Janés, tr. by Louis Burne, from “I Don’t Know,” written c. 1973
“I remember every single spot of light that ever gouged a shadow beside your bones.”
— Zelda Fitzgerald - From The Love Letters of F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald