mon alchimie du verbe (my alchemy of the word) *
Wednesday, 30 October 2013
Monday, 21 October 2013
Saturday, 12 October 2013
sixty one
Your name is a—bird in my hand,
a piece of ice on my tongue.
...
A stone thrown into a silent lake
...
the chill of closed eyelids.*
* from “Poems for Blok”
Marina Tsvetaeva (8 October 1892 - 31 August 1941)
Friday, 4 October 2013
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