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“I’m coming back
for my wings.

O let me get back!

I want to die where
it’s origin.

I want to die
out of sight
of the sea.”
― Federico García Lorca

“Before lowering the perfumed curtain to express her love,
She knits her eyebrows, worried that the night is too short.
She urges the young lover to go to bed
First, so as to warm up the mandarin-duck quilt.

A moment later she puts down her unfinished needlework
And removes her silk skirt, to indulge in passion without end.
Let me keep the lamp before the curtain
That I may look at her lovely face from time to time!”
― Liu Yung

“Make him a joy to his friends,
a pain to his enemies and let there exist for us
not one single further sorrow.”
― Sappho

“He seems to me equal to gods that man whoever he is who opposite you
sits and listens close
to your sweet speaking

and lovely laughing-oh it
puts the heart in my chest on wings
for when I look at you, even a moment, no speaking
is left in me

no: tongue breaks and thin
fire is racing under skin
and in eyes no sight and drumming
fills ears

and cold sweat holds me and shaking
grips me all, greener than grass
I am and dead-or almost
I seem to me.

But all is to be dared, because even a person of poverty”
― Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho