opening doors to rooms full of stars
they were there all along
beneath the stale fears i used
to consult, night by merciless night
year by enduring year
then-a shimmer in the universe
and you fell all the way into my heart
examining every piece
you knew it all at once
gently blowing the tendrils of cobwebs away
without even a thought for what they covered
and i write in secret now
to let a future you know and understand
that you were it for me when i saw your
unfettered soul with a raw beauty that made
the heavens weep and sigh,
envying your golden light,
and i know that 'i love you'
will never be just recompense
yet it's all that i have to give
to you, and so i give it,
always, forever, to you
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The florist has sad eyes
and the flower shop smells of pain.
Every lover in a book of poetry heartbroken,
every bystander__ a murmur of grief.
What is the color of your sorrow?
Mine is called Living Coral on the Pantone.
Can I buy you flowers in that color?
Can I make love to you
__and stop you from breaking?
-Excerpt from the poem Flowers On Mars from the book House Of Stars And Flowers On Mars, Sakshi Narula
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when mary oliver said ‘if you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. give in to it.’
and mahmoud darwish said ‘and if happiness should surprise you again, do not mention its previous betrayal.
enter into the happiness, and burst.’
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Despite the explicit instruction not to, Orpheus looks back. He needs to know if Eurydice will follow him anywhere, and so, he turns- And he finds her standing in place, unmoving.
We, the audience, find this sad for a few reasons:
1. We know there was a time when Eurydice would have followed him to the ends of the earth and straight into hell- but now, she watches Orpheus ascend to heaven alone. We know there was a time when she would have followed. We know what has changed between the then and the now.
2. Orpheus does not know what has changed. Orpheus does not know Eurydice stays because of how badly she loves. Orpheus thinks Eurydice has stayed behind because she does not love him enough.
3. Eurydice thinks the same thing. We know this, but we cannot tell them. They have both gone to places we cannot go.
4. By looking back, Orpheus has doomed them both, thinking he was saving them. If given the chance, he would do it again.
5. At some point, Orpheus believed the world was good, and Eurydice believed the world was evil. At some point, their love was powerful enough to change each other's minds.
6. Now, both see what the world could be. Orpheus reveres it. Eurydice fears it. Both are wrong. We don't know if their love can become powerful enough to change their minds again.
7. Eurydice does not follow, but she waits to see if Orpheus will turn around again. She cannot resist one last look.
8. We, the audience, know what has happened, and we know why- Orpheus and Eurydice are not gods. Their mistakes are human. We watch the scene again and again, denying what has transpired, longing for a deeper reason- coffees, lies, a higher power- but the story of Orpheus and Eurydice plays out the way it always does, for the reason it always has- love.
9. These two know the story of Orpheus and Eurydice well. Perhaps they watched it play out. Perhaps they greeted Eurydice at death's door. Perhaps they sat in a tavern and heard Orpheus play. Aziraphale thinks the story is about the inevitably of fate, the inability to resist the higher-ups- a god's will is ineffable. Crowley thinks the story is about the inevitably of leaving, the inability to have a happy ending- a god is always cruel. Neither have gotten this story quite right.
10. Once again, Aziraphale and Crowley have forgotten to focus on the love.
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This year I’ve prepared myself to lose a lot of people in my life
Because I finally have the courage to say out loud that
Even though I am loved I don’t like the way some people love me.
They may think they are doing a good job but I don’t feel that’s what I deserve.
I deserve to be loved better.
And if you can’t do that and commit to it… there’s the door
-this is what courage looks like-
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when edgar allen poe wrote “years of love have been forgot, in the hatred of a minute”
"between what is said and not meant and what is meant and not said, most of love is lost" jane austen
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