May 2013
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I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
– ― Edgar Allan Poe (via ufocottoncandy)
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apoetreflects:
Reconcile
The earliest light we know
is out there on the hill this evening, calling to us. Starlight
is an ancient lilac, a talent for the fragile certainty:
there is a speck of memory. Then it is quiet.
It’s sacrilege to imagine
how someone should or should not have loved you, umpteenth time.
—Sarah Vap, from Faulkner’s Rosary (Saturnalia Books, 2010)
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