another quote from Douglas Moore’s Art of Quotation
“Reading is the sole means by which we slip, involuntarily, often helplessly, into another’s skin, another’s voice, another’s soul.”
another quote from Douglas Moore’s Art of Quotation
“Reading is the sole means by which we slip, involuntarily, often helplessly, into another’s skin, another’s voice, another’s soul.”
And one day, all under heaven
Will see beautiful free women,
Blooming like fields of flowers,
And bearing brilliant and noble human beings.
translted by Kenneth Reroth & Ling Chung
from Douglas Moore’s Art of Quotation
“Humanity needs dreams to be able to survive the miseries of daily existence, even if only for an instant.”
once again
change rears its head
as the horizon shifts
as I shift
my gaze here there
My heart, thinking
“How beautiful he is”
Is like a swift river
Which though one dams it and dams it
Will still break through.
translated by Arthur Waley
Between the pines of the shore hills on the eastern road,
Even the waves rise in the image of flowers.
translated by Edwin O. Reischauer
from Douglas Moore’s blog Art of Quotation
I feel your steps in the hall
I feel in every nerve your hurried steps
that go unnoticed otherwise.
A wind of fire sweeps around me.
I feel your steps, your beloved steps,
and my heart aches.
Though you pace far down the hall
the air surges with your steps
and sings like the sea.
I listen, prisoned in gnawing restraint.
My hungry pulse beats to the rhythm of your rhythm,
to the tempo of your gait.
translated by Nadia Christensen
Clearly, a little permission is a dangerous thing.
But when you hug someone you want it
to be a masterpiece of connection, the way the button
on his coat will leave the imprint of
a planet on my cheek
when I walk away. When I try to find some place
to go back to.
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