<p>It remained burning like the stars, so bright that if the sun has eyes, it would crumble just by the sight of you. (BGM: Those Eyes by New West // Photo by Albina White on Pexels)

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It remained burning like the stars, so bright that if the sun has eyes, it would crumble just by the sight of you. (BGM: Those Eyes by New West // Photo by Albina White on Pexels)

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I write from the heart, sometimes from madness: https://quillofnam.wordpress.com

"I can’t just speak and say nothing. That’s how we lose ourselves, the poem and I, in the hopeless attempt to write the things that burn." 
– Alejandra Pizarnik, tr. by Yvette Siegert, from "Cornerstone", Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 – 1972

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I write from the heart, sometimes from madness: https://quillofnam.wordpress.com "I can’t just speak and say nothing. That’s how we lose ourselves, the poem and I, in the hopeless attempt to write the things that burn." – Alejandra Pizarnik, tr. by Yvette Siegert, from "Cornerstone", Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 – 1972

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