#try

Variación / Variations El remanso de aire bajo la rama del eco. El remanso del agua bajo fronda de luceros. El remanso de tu boca bajo espesura de besos. * The still waters of the air under the bough of the echo. The still waters of the water under a frond of stars. The still waters of your mouth under a thicket of kisses. Translated from the Spanish by Lysander Kemp ↗

— Federico García Lorca

#mouth #poem #poetry #spanish

Eché mi esperanza al mar: y aún fue en el mar, mi esperanza verde-mar... ↗

— Dulce María Loynaz

#poesia #poetry #spanish #spanish

Strategy for a Marathon I will start when the gun goes off. I will run for five miles. Feeling good, I will run to the tenth mile. At the tenth I will say, Only three more to the halfway." At the halfway mark, 13.1 miles, I will know fifteen is in reach. At fifteen miles I will say, You've run twenty before, keep going." At twenty I will say, Run home. ↗

— Marnie Mueller

#strategy

I wonder what it felt to move to a country where you didn't grow up. I had thought about that often since my sister got married. Do you become a character in a story native to that land, or do you, somewhere in your heart, want to return to your homeland. ↗

— Banana Yoshimoto

#homeland #nostalgia #nostalgia

No one thought up being. He who thinks he has, step forward. ↗

— Jim Morrison

#fearless

Do you know they found land mines in woman's souls. ↗

— Andrea Gibson

#feminism #poetry #rape-culture #feminism

وأنت وإن أفردت في دار وحشة فأنا بدار الأنس في وحشة الفرد ↗

— ابن الرومي

#misery #mourning #poetry #sadness #mourning

Don't use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry. ↗