kurd /rojava ⚡

I wish I wasn't, such a dreamer. I've ruined this life for myself.

“By night, beloved, tie your heart to mine and let them both in dreams defeat the darkness.”

“Postcard of time, stolen time. and I have such wide need. How can I tell you of all the birds visiting me? First, geese at night—just as you said—flying by the light of the river. No, I mean by the absence of the light of the river. Then, cranes, three: a dream, a painting, a photograph. Also, this paper if you fold it: origami sign of—what? Good fortune against great distances, against exhaustion, or so I’ve read. Remember, you said you wanted birds at parting. Okay then, take mine. Let this be the feather in your mailbox.”

“Serenity in eyes. Wildness in bones.”

"You deserve a lover who takes away the lies and brings you hope, coffee, and poetry."

“On soft Spring nights I’ll stand in the yard under the stars—Something good will come out of all things yet—And it will be golden and eternal just like that—There’s no need to say another word.”

“I daydream, calm, quiet.”

“I had no language for what was passing through me.”

The blue of the sky falls over me like silk, the flowers begin to burn, and I want to live my life all over again, to begin again, to be utterly wild.

"So, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me for I, too, am fluent in silence."

“Without tenderness, a man is uninteresting.”

“All literature is scarry. It celebrates the wound and repeats the lesion.”