Spring: trees flying up to their birds.
“
| — | Paul Celan, from “Backlight” in Collected Prose, trans. Rosmarie Waldrop (via proustitute) |
‘Think as I think,’ said a man,
‘Or you are abominably wicked;
‘You are a toad.’
And after I had thought of it,
I said, ‘I will, then, be a toad.’
‘Or you are abominably wicked;
‘You are a toad.’
And after I had thought of it,
I said, ‘I will, then, be a toad.’
“
| — | Stephen Crane (via wwnorton) |
