Forugh Farrokhzad, Centres of Cataclysm: Celebrating Fifty Years of Modern Poetry in Translation; from ‘In Darkness’, tr. Sholeh Wolpé
I’ll never stop this incredibly overpowering sense of absence; I’ll just learn to wall it up in a series of bare enormous rooms, which I don’t enter except when I’m alone; all the rest is rot.
Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956 — Ted Hughes, 4th October 1956
[...] the melancholy, the willingness to forfeit his life, the flirtation he conducts with death.
Benjamin Tammuz, from 'Minotaur', tr. Kim Parfitt & Mildred Budny
Lucifer’s Fall (1913) by Ludwig Fahrenkrog
Now it is cool and damp. The earth has a troubling smell of the grave.
Olga Tokarczuk, The Books of Jacob, tr. Jennifer Croft
I know the horror of primal feelings, obsessions.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath — 29th September 1959
Transfiguratio Mortis, by Emil Melmoth.
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ur in his dms im inside his ribcage i cut him open i live insdie him i drink his blood and suck on his kidneys
Château de Versailles
Versailles, France, 27 VIII 2023
Osip Mandelstam, from Voronezh Notebooks; “Rome”
Text ID: Today—angels. Tomorrow—maggots.
Jealous one I am, green-eyed, spite-seething.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath — 21st January 1958emt
Lilith (Detail), 1887 - John Collier
[...] and the thunder / Winged with red lightning and impetuous rage,
John Milton, from 'Paradise Lost'
Georg Trakl, Poems and Prose: Poems; from ‘Psalm I’, tr. Alexander Stillmark
TEXT ID: Out of the grey rooms step angels with mud-spattered wings. Worms drip from their yellowed eyelids.
Harbinger, oil on wood by Kim Jakobsson
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Are you becoming what you always hated?
- Charles Bukowski
The wolf is carnivore incarnate.
Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories; from ‘The Company of Wolves’
Portrait of a Demon 1 & 2 by Billelis.