“[There must have been a draught for the flame flickered and I thought it was out.] But I shielded it with my hand and it burned up again to light me along the dark passage.”
Jean Rhys, from Wide Sargasso Sea (thanks, austentatious-in-the-tardis)
Love this book…
“Do I dare
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?”
Disturb the universe?
In a minute there is time
For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse.
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?”
excerpt from “the love song of j. alfred prufrock” (ll. 45-54)
t.s. eliot (1888–1965). prufrock and other observations. 1920.
“Just the first 26 letters of a poem can form 26 to the 26th power arrangements, a number so unimaginable that although trillions of lines would be gibberish, the remaining possibilities are so vast that poetry is, like our minds, virtually infinite.”
Michael Lipsey (via stoicmike)
