“the smell of rain and wet trees — the smell of the last days of November.”
— Mihail Sebastian, For Two Thousand Years (trans. Philip Ó Ceallaigh)

“the smell of rain and wet trees — the smell of the last days of November.”
— Mihail Sebastian, For Two Thousand Years (trans. Philip Ó Ceallaigh)
i’m always tired but never of you
“Fogata en el lago Llanquihue” by Ale Silva Cabezas
Nelly Sachs, tr. by Eric Plattner, from The Seeker: “Enigmas of Night,”