“How tired I am, my love. How tired. But not tired enough to forget this: That I would dig my fingers through the earth and lift forests by their roots just to find my way home to you. How tired I am, How tired. But I hold on to the colour of your eyes, and the slopes […]
Poetry | Tonight I Can Write (The Saddest Lines) By Pablo Neruda
Tonight I Can Write (The Saddest Lines) Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example, ‘The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.’ The night wind revolves in the sky and sings. Tonight I can write the saddest lines. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me […]
Poetry | Elegy for the Living by Kathryn Simmonds
Elegy for the Living By Kathryn Simmonds We wash up side by side to find each other in the speakable world, and, lulled into sense, inhabit our landscape; the curve of that chair draped with your shirt; my glass of water seeded overnight with air. After this bed there’ll be another, so we’ll roll and […]