Everyone Forgets Icarus Also Flew

― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

[text ID: I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy."]

this is how it ends

goodbye - bo burnham/unknown/goodbye - bo burnham/goodbye - bo burnham/unknown/unknown/frank kafka/goodbye - bo burnham/holly havrilesky/unknown/unknown/unknown/goodbye - bo burnham

— "A Kiss on the Forehead", Marina Tsvetaeva   

[ text ID: A kiss on the forehead — erases misery. / I kiss your forehead. / A kiss on the eyes — lifts sleeplessness. / I kiss your eyes. / A kiss on the lips — is a drink of water. / I kiss your lips. / A kiss on the forehead — erases memory. 1917 ]

Mahmoud Darwish, “Viewpoint,” trans. Fady Joudah, in The Ecco Anthology of International Poetry, edited by Ilya Kaminsky [ID in alt text]

“Hair all tangled this morning - Shall I smooth it With spring rain Dripping form the jet-black Wings of swallows?”

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Yosano Akiko, “Tangled Hair: Selected Tanka from Midaregami”

Alain de Botton, Essays in Love [transcript in ALT]

Greg Sellers, Undone Like Her Hair Come Evening, 10 May 2022

Kim Addonizio, “The Singing”, Tell Me

Frank Bidart, from Half-light: Collected Poems; "End of a Friendship" // Marya Hornbacher, Waiting //  Ijeoma Umebinyuo, Questions for Ada // Rita Dove, from "November for Beginners"