“
I feel the dead in the cold of violets
And that great vagueness of the moon.
The earth is doomed to be a ghost,
She who rocks all death in herself.
— Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen, from “I Feel the Dead” (trans. by Ruth Fainlight)
(Source: awritersruminations, via everythingbloomscoldly-deactiva)