Kyrstin Gentilcore

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[Nostos @NostosLit]

― Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra

[Kyrstin Gentilcore @gentilcore_]

Death is nothing at all.
It does not count.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
Nothing has happened.

Everything remains exactly as it was.
I am I, and you are you,
and the old life we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.

—Henry Scott-Holland

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— Anne Sexton

[Kyrstin Gentilcore @gentilcore_]

In places where a loved one has died, time stops for eternity.

—Banana Yoshimoto, Kitchen

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— Mary Oliver

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― Sylvia Plath

[Academy of American Poets @POETSorg]

More than the fuchsia funnels breaking out
of the crabapple tree, more than the neighbor’s
almost obscene display of cherry limbs shoving
their cotton candy-colored blossoms to the slate
sky of Spring rains, it’s the greening of the trees
that really gets to me.

—Ada Limón, born #OTD in 1976

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[Academy of American Poets @POETSorg]

How strange to see one’s face inside
a coffin. The son at my most peaceful.
The father at his most peaceful.
Not even the loud chorus
of wailing family members
can rid us of our sleep.

—Joseph O. Legaspi

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[Academy of American Poets @POETSorg]

I am yours as the summer air at evening is
Possessed by the scent of linden blossoms,

As the snowcap gleams with light
Lent it by the brimming moon.

Without you I'd be an unleafed tree
Blasted in a bleakness with no Spring.

Your love is the weather of my being.
What is an island without the sea?

—Daniel Hoffman, born #OTD in 1923

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[Kyrstin Gentilcore @gentilcore_]

So, even though you have broken my heart yet again, I wanted to say, in another life, I would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with you.

—Everything Everywhere All at Once

[Nostos @NostosLit]

Tom Lovell - Day of Yellow Flowers (1956)

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You are easy to love despite your disbelief that this is so;

[love drops @lovedropx]

Raymond Carver:

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― Sylvia Plath

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― Mary Oliver, Worm Moon

[Kyrstin Gentilcore @gentilcore_]

… in March I’ll be rested, caught up and human.

—Sylvia Plath

[Kyrstin Gentilcore @gentilcore_]

Let me imagine that we will come again
when we want to and it will be spring
we will be no older than we ever were
the worn griefs will have eased like the early cloud
through which the morning slowly comes to itself

—W.S. Merwin