

Zulaikha Abu Risha, tr. by Clarissa Burt and Nathalie Handal, from The Poetry of Arab Women: A Contemporary Anthology; “Khobayza”

“At six I lived in a graveyard full of dolls, avoiding myself, my body, the suspect in its grotesque house.”
— Anne Sexton, from Those Times… in “The Complete Poems Of Anne Sexton”
“…he said loudly “I am not dying” and I said “for me you are.””
— Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait In Letters
“what is your death but an old belonging,”
— Anne Sexton, from Sylvia’s Death in “The Complete Poems Of Anne Sexton”
“You danced with me never saying a word. Instead the serpent spoke as you held me close. The serpent, that mocker, woke up and pressed against me like a great god and we bent together like two lonely swans.”
—- Anne Sexton, The Death of The Fathers
So much of what we learn about love is taught to us by people who never really loved us.
— r.h Sin
“My most distant love – when I dream of you I wake in a field so blue I drown.”
— Danez Smith, from Don’t Call Us Dead—
When he’s not looking at me, I search for my reflection on the wall. All I see is a nail on which a painting hung.
Wisława Szymborska, tr. by Joanna Trzeciak, from Miracle Fair: Selected Poems of Wisława Szymborska; “Drinking Wine”
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