Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass. — Anton Chekhov Advertisements
Plants Fed On by Fawns All the flowers: the pleated leaves of the hellebore; And the false blossom of the calla, a leaf like a petal— The white flesh of a woman bathing— a leaf over- Shadowing the small flowers hidden in the spadix; And fly poison, tender little flower, whose cursed root Pounded into… Continue reading Brigit Pegeen Kelly
We only experience time as a relationship between a succession of sensations. — John Locke
I know moments measured by a kiss, or a tear, a pass of the hand along a loved one’s face. —Li-Young Lee, from “Always a Rose,” Rose (BOA Editions, Ltd., 1986)
What do we do now, now that we are happy? ― Samuel Beckett, Waiting for Godot. (Grove Press; 1 edition, May 17, 2011) Originally published 1952. Premiered 5 January 1953 at theThéâtre de Babylone, Paris France.
I wake from another dream, the same as every dream. A man builds a ship in my chest. — John Beer, from “Sonnets to Morpheus,” The Waste Land and Other Poems (Canarium Books, 2010)
My whole heart was full at that moment; the recollection of so much that is past pressed in upon my soul […] — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, The Sorrows of Young Werther. (Weygand’sche Buchhandlung, Leipzig 29 September 1774, revised ed. 1787)