“She Would Be Convulsed With A Rage Of Grief, And Sob Out Her Love […] In Broken Words, And Seem

“I bloom within myself, inwardly,”

— Gabriela Mistral, from Selected Prose & Prose Poems; “The Fig,”

Anna Akhmatova, from "Don't Frighten Me" in Selected Poems

Oscar Wilde, from At Verona

Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Ottis P. Lord written c. March 1878

Sara Hashem, The Jasad Heir

Adonis, from “Persons”, Selected Poems

September 22. Nothing.

Franz Kafka - Diaries 1914-1923 (Allegedly)

Cecília Meireles, from "In Autumn, My Heart," featured in Antologia poética

“I look around my library some nights and I do these terrible things to myself: I count up the books and think, how long I might have to live and think, ‘Fuck, I can’t read two-thirds of these books.’ It overwhelms me with sadness.”

— David Bowie, 2002