Seraphine Saintclair, “The Winglessness”

“Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, ‘It might have been.’”

— John Greenleaf Whittier (b. 17 December 1807)

Christina Rossetti, from Poems and Prose; “An Afterthought”

Text ID: Sure she kept one part of Eden / Angels could not strip her of.

"And Cain says, “When you split me and my brother in the womb, you did not divide us evenly. He got kindness, and I got longing. He got complacence, and I got ambition. I want to kill him sometimes. I think sometimes he wants to die.”

- Nathaniel Orion, "Hevel"

Alana Marie Levinson-LaBrosse on translating Abdulla Pashew's "Resurrection" (essay here, full poem here) [ID'd]

““I miss dreaming forwards,” Anna said. “What?” “I dream backwards now. You won’t believe how backwards you’ll dream someday.””

— Marina Keegan, The Opposite of Loneliness (via quoted-books)

“Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet. Far away the sea sounds and resounds. This is a port. Here I love you. Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.”

— Pablo Neruda, from “Here I Love You” (via oofpoetry)

“And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.”

— Jane Austen

“Tell me, How does it feel with my teeth in your heart?”

— Euripides, Medea

“If I can feel all this there must be something good in the universe…”

— Ezra Pound, from Poems And Translations (via violentwavesofemotion)

“I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times, in life after life, in age after age forever.”

— Rabindranath Tagore