January 2011
19 posts
3 tags
1 tag
The dream is a tree
that grows upside down:
Its roots fastened in the sky,...
–
Hans Borli.
2 tags
bats and swallows →
2 tags
2 tags
white magic →
2 tags
Sigh long, clay cold, lie shorn,
Cast high, stunned on gilled stone; sly...
–
Dylan Thomas.
2 tags
5 tags
3 tags
2 tags
to die no more →
1 tag
Always the white night leans upon the hill,
Where the poplar towers in silver...
–
Georg Trakl, trans. Jim Doss & Werner Schmitt.
3 tags
5 tags
So dawns the blue face of spring. Beneath the suckling trees
a darkness strays...
–
Georg Trakl, trans. Eric Plattner.
2 tags
black mountain road →
4 tags
4 tags
2 tags
When the moon was full they came to the water.
Some with pitchforks, some with...
–
Lisel Mueller.
1 tag
5 tags
Many of the hillfolk believe that they can make general forecasts about the...
–
Ozark Superstitions, Vance Randolph.