Heather

“Like you, like stars, I am retreating year by year, and these rooms seem enough: midnight to north and south, and the mirror I study from this bed filled, in its upper reaches, with silvered light, vacant.

bright Absentee

Like a fontanel, Emily, like a door, my face, yours, closing.

- Late Conversation”
― Mark Doty, Turtle, Swan and Bethlehem in Broad Daylight: TWO VOLUMES OF POETRY

“Why does the sea hold what it loves most below?

- Together and by Ourselves”
― Alex Dimitrov

“I am something supernatural
not exactly god, ghost, spirit, angel, principle or element –
There is no term for it in English.”
― Anne Carson, The Bacchae

“I know the stars by their names,
Aldebaran, Altair,
And I know the path they take
Up heaven's broad blue stair.
I know the secrets of men
By the look of their eyes,
Their gray thoughts, their strange thoughts
Have made me sad and wise.”
― Sara Teasdale