Ilse

“Night, street and streetlight, drugstore,
The purposeless, half-dim, drab light.
For all the use live on a quarter century –
Nothing will change. There’s no way out.
–
You’ll die – and start all over, live twice,
Everything repeats itself, just as it was:
Night, the canal’s rippled icy surface,
The drugstore, the street, and streetlight.”
― Alexander Blok

“I hide your portrait
in a closet with no holes
your dress
in the dresser
I place the mirror on the bracket
upside down

remains of your hair
are dancing on the windowsill
in direction of the wind

in my room
there is always
a vacant chair”
― Ali Abdollahi

“I am glad you have an hour for books, those enthralling friends, the immortalities...”
― Emily Dickinson, Emily Dickinson: Letters

“I was ashamed of myself when I realised life was a costume party and I attended with my real face”
― Franz Kafka