#elenath

Franz Wright, God's Silence; "East Boston, 1996"

— eileen myles, “the irony of the leash” from i must be living twice: new and selected poems 1975 - 2014

“far as stars i see and let the world go sway.”

— eimear mcbride, the lesser bohemians

— lisel mueller, “necessities”

“night. the stars and the moon impassive, undisturbed, eternal. a little of their impassivity flows into me. they are consoling. they reduce the intensity and acuteness of human sorrow. i feel less strangled, less oppressed.”

— anaïs nin, from the diary of anaïs nin, vol. 3: 1939-1944

— henry dumas, knees of a natural man: the selected poetry of henry dumas; “image”

“thee like the classic quality of a star: a little way from warmth, a little sad, delicately lovely to adore—”

— gwendolyn brooks, from selected poems

— ingeborg bachmann, in the storm of roses; “my bird” (tr. mark anderson)

“are we dreaming? do i have only to pronounce a certain name, so that everything will come together, small miracles will happen, and i will be drawn deeper and deeper into an enchantment? the stars sing, it is a high whirring sound; i will not try to convince anyone, but we heard it that night.”

— christa wolf, cassandra: a novel and four essays (tr. jan van heurck)

“she stood there: she listened. she heard the names of the stars.”

— virginia woolf, from mrs dalloway

“…heart-piercing was her song as the song of the lark that rises from the gates of night and pours its voice among the dying stars…”

— j.r.r. tolkien, the silmarillion

— anne carson, autobiography of red

“i’d like to step out of my heart and be under the great sky. i’d like to pray. and surely one of all those stars must still exist.”

— rainer maria rilke, the poetry of rilke; “lament” (tr. edward snow)

“i have lost all that i was. i must find it again, with the poor, lost stars. we must each find our ways to power, and how to hold it in our hands.”

— catherynne m. valente, the orphan’s tales: in the night garden