LOVE WON'T SAVE US
(Don’t ever ever forget the flowers that were rejected, made fools of.)
tags: charles simic stone star-charts moon
"I have seen sparks fly out
When two stones are rubbed,
So perhaps it is not dark inside after all;
Perhaps there is a moon shining
From somewhere, as though behind a hill—
Just enough light to make out
The strange writings, the star-charts
On the inner walls. “
-Charles Simic, “Stone"
“I have fallen a long way. Clouds are flowering
Blue and mystical over the face of the stars
Inside the church, the saints will all be blue,
Floating on their delicate feet over the cold pews,
Their hands and faces stiff with holiness.
The moon sees nothing of this. She is bald and wild.
And the message of the yew tree is blackness - blackness and silence.”
-Sylvia Plath, from “The Moon and the Yew Tree”
