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“How I go to the wood
Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single
friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore
unsuitable.
I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds
or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of
praying, as you no doubt have yours.
Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit
on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds,
until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost
unhearable sound of the roses singing.
If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love
you very much.”
― Swan: Poems and Prose Poems
Ordinarily, I go to the woods alone, with not a single
friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore
unsuitable.
I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds
or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of
praying, as you no doubt have yours.
Besides, when I am alone I can become invisible. I can sit
on the top of a dune as motionless as an uprise of weeds,
until the foxes run by unconcerned. I can hear the almost
unhearable sound of the roses singing.
If you have ever gone to the woods with me, I must love
you very much.”
― Swan: Poems and Prose Poems
“Природата е много хубава по туй време. Балканът. Гората е толкоз зелена, полюшва ся едва-едва, шуми леко. Мирише на младост. И цяла е в светлина. Светлоструй… Не ми са обикаля с тая дружина. Ще ми ся ей тъй да тръгна из гората, из полетата, без цел и посока, да вървя туй от място на място – не че някъде определено отивам, ами ей така. Да ся скитам. Като някой циганьор дори. Иде ми да зарежа дружината , и револуцията, и ей така да тръгна да ся скитам из гората, да ся пека на камънаците като някой смок, да ся търкалям из тревите. Да пия от кладенците и като ся нагорещя, да си плискам лицето с вода от потоците. Да лежа тъй в тревата с разперени ръце и да гледам нагоре в небето. Без всякоя цел. Защо светът е хубав! Много хубав дори! Очарователна работа! Неизразима!”
― Възвишение
― Възвишение
“I am thinking of beauty again, how some things are hunted because we have deemed them beautiful. If, relative to the history of our planet, an individual life is so short, a blink, as they say, then to be gorgeous, even from the day you're born to the day you die, is to be gorgeous only briefly.”
― On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
― On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
“In Vietnamese, the word for missing someone and remembering them is the same: nhớ. Sometimes, when you ask me over the phone, Có nhớ mẹ không? I flinch, thinking you meant, Do you remember me?
I miss you more than I remember you.”
― On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
I miss you more than I remember you.”
― On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous
“If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be. We are not wise, and not very often kind. And much can never be redeemed. Still life has some possibility left. Perhaps this is its way of fighting back, that sometimes something happened better than all the riches or power in the world. It could be anything, but very likely you notice it in the instant when love begins. Anyway, that’s often the case. Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb. (Don't Hesitate)”
― Swan: Poems and Prose Poems
― Swan: Poems and Prose Poems
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