I don’t know who needs to hear this, but please let your self cry and feel and hurt. let the pain leave your body. the longer it stays there, the more it will hurt you.

George Seferis, tr. by Kimon Friar, from Modern Greek Poetry; “Helen,”

Surviving the apocalypse

Leonard Cohen, from Selected Poems

They say don’t judge a book by its cover but...

i wanna sit in old cafes and listen to the rain just chatting about nothing with you

Mikhail Lermontov, tr. by Alan Myers, from An Age Ago: “Testament,”

maybe she’s born with it maybe it’s just the character traits she stole from her favorite fictional characters

i wish to radiate moonlight and heavenly energy at all times

First snow, Tues Nov 12 - in the garden - pink roses