<p>Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, but bears it out even to the edge of doom. (Photo by Wallace Chuck on Pexels)</p>

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, but bears it out even to the edge of doom. (Photo by Wallace Chuck on Pexels)

Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare

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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Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare

Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare