to all my criers out there
“What did burning flowers smell like? Something terrible, something holy?”— Vandana Khanna, from Blue Madonna in “Train To Agra”
(via wraithlings)
Shams-ud-din Muhammad Hafiz, tr. by Daniel Ladinsky, from Poems from God; “Troubled,”
“I disappeared very carefully.”— Fredrik Nyberg, tr. by Jennifer Hayashida, from “Armeria, Willd. Fem.,”
“I want to do nothing but write and dream of strawberries and cream,”— Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Brian Cox written c. December 1961
“The princess who understood magic,” from Queen Mab’s Fairy Realm, 1901.
Sappho, tr. by Josephine Balmer, from “Poems and Fragments,” wr. c. 1984
