The Spindle Trees; Duo Spiritus Iter - Tumblr Posts
"I'm no longer looking for you...", Hovhannes Grigoryan (translated by tathev simonyan)
Li-Young Lee, from “Persimmons”, Rose
I don’t miss my name and I haven’t bothered to replace it. I miss your name. I’m sorry, but I have forgotten it, too. I don’t look for it on the walls. The thought that I might read it and pass it by, just go on to the next name, is terrible. Like meeting you in another life and failing to recognise you.
Anne de Marcken, from It Lasts Forever and Then It's Over
Edward Munch: Variation on Blossom of Pain, 1898
Exquisite 19th-century seashell herbarium from the sold archive of my antique shop, GHOST ERA ANTIQUES
July evening in the garden. Värmland, Sweden (July 3, 2021).
the center of every poem is this. for @diwalis.
marie howe, walking home / amal el-mohtar & max gladstone, this is how we lose the time war / rabindranath tagore, unending love / preserved couple from pompeii / robert james waller, the bridges of madison county / audrey niffenegger, the time traveller’s wife / photograph from the 1940s / vladimir nabokov, letters to véra / lemony snicket, the beatrice letters / lyndsay faye, the king of infinite space / marina tsvetaeva, no one has taken anything away
“If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets.”
— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore
- 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝚜.
"Does it hurt?", Hovhannes Grigoryan (translated by Tathev Simonyan)
Ephemeral rain
from cineseizure ig: hon dansade en sommar - she danced for a summer (arne mattsson, 1951)
dolayel (dolasach x rafayel)