“Look, the small village spreads out among meadows, relaxed. Quiet it’s here. From afar comes the noise of the mill-wheels revolving, but the day’s decline church bells convey to my ear.”— Friedrich Hölderlin, amazon.com
“You get on a train, you disappear. You write your name on the window, you disappear. There are places like this everywhere, places you enter as a young girl from which you never return.”— Louise Glück, amazon.com
“On February 8, 2009, at 12:30am, Chris Brown beat Rihanna’s face into a landscape of craters and bruises. This is the architecture of violence. Later, Chris Brown described their relationship as being similar to Romeo and Juliet’s. In 2013, David O. Russell groped his niece’s breasts and claimed she…”— Meggie Royer, writingsforwinter.tumblr.com
“Break my heart open. Watch what poetry comes from it. Watch how I grow fiercely into someone who will not shake because of your name.”— Lora Mathis, loramathis.com
“Our epic story began long ago, From the day that we met, I loved you so, Wish I had the chance to relive the past, To change the day our bitter fate was cast.”— Annamarie Jayne, allpoetry.com
“People are constantly putting up an umbrella that shelters them in a firmament of conventions and opinions. But poets make a slit in the umbrella, they tear open the firmament itself, to let in a bit of free and windy chaos and to frame in a sudden light a vision that appears through the tear. But t…”— Gilles Deleuze, Félix Guattari, amazon.com
“And I, infinitesimal being, drunk with the great starry void, likeness, image of mystery, I felt myself a pure part of the abyss, I wheeled with the stars, my heart broke loose on the wind.”— Pablo Neruda, amazon.com
“So what I’m trying to say is you should text me back. Because there’s a precedent. Because there’s an urgency. Because there’s a bedtime. Because when the world ends I might not have my phone charged and if you don’t respond soon, I won’t know if you’d wanna leave your shadow next to mine.”— Marina Keegan, amazon.com
“Tripping over my own tongue, as hurtful words spill forth… caught tenderly, in the soft pocket, of your forgiveness.”— Gildas Poems, gildaspoems.wordpress.com
“I am certain of nothing but of the holiness of the heart’s affections, and the truth of Imagination. What the Imagination seizes as Beauty must be Truth.”— John Keats, amazon.com
“The poets have lamented the power of time to sweep away every object of their love.”— Bertrand Russell, amazon.com
“I kiss your shattered ego and say, “Here, take mine.” “Take all I have.” So you take it all and leave for the girl I could taste all along.”— Ari Eastman, thoughtcatalog.com
“When I try to come back to you, the plane descending not through sky, but through the chalky white of a snow cloud, what will be waiting?”— Gwen Hart, amazon.com
“I am not hungry, but I will eat because my stomach is the kind of empty I can fill.”— Ashe Vernon, latenightcornerstore.com
“I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again.”— Sylvia Plath, amazon.com
“It’s not about the light — but how dark it makes you depending on where you stand.”— Ocean Vuong, thenation.com
“When I take up space, please know: it will not be on your terms... If there are worse things plaguing the earth in dire need of attention, perhaps it isn't on me to transfix you elsewhere.”— Orooj-e-Zafar, facebook.com