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Obelisk and Metronome / Stanley Kunitz, from "The Testing-Tree"

Daphne du Maurier, from Rebecca

Text ID: A dreamer, I walked enchanted, and nothing held me back.

The Fellowship of the Ring, J.R.R. Tolkien

I do not know the name of the feeling that I have for you. But it is a special tenderness, something I have never felt until now, not for anyone.

— Gustave Flaubert in correspondence with George Sand; Croisset, 12 November 1866, Monday night, from Selected Letters

I would rather be whole than good

- Carl Jung

All mythological ideas are essentially real, and far older than any philosophy. Like our knowledge of physical nature, they were originally perceptions and experiences. In so far as such ideas are universal, they are symptoms or characteristics or normal exponents of psychic life, which are naturally present and need no proof of their truth.

— Carl Jung

— triata mateer, honeybee

Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a letter featured in Letters of Fyodor Michailovitch Dostoevsky to his Family & Friends

March 28, 1913 Letters to Felice by Franz Kafka First published : 1973

seeking, yearning, reaching hands

Lou Andreas-Salomé, from Looking Back: Memoirs; translated by Breon Mitchell

Text ID: Human life—indeed all life—is poetry. It is we who live it, unconsciously, day by day, like scenes in a play, yet in its inviolable wholeness it lives us, it composes us. There is something far different from the old cliche "Turn your life into a work of art"; we are works of art-but we are not the artist.

“The privilege of a lifetime is to become who you truly are.”

— Carl Jung

yes...

to love someone is firstly to confess: i'm prepared to be devastated by you. by A History of My Brief Body by Billy-Ray Belcourt

- Clementine Von Radics

{Words by Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4 (1944-1947) / Cynthia Cruz from diagnosis,The glimmering room}

Margaret Atwood, from a poem titled "Eurydice," featured in Paper Boat: Selected Poems

Clarice Lispector, from Água Viva; translated by Stefan Tobler

Text ID: All of me is writing to you and I feel the taste of being and the taste-of-you...

Clarice Lispector, from Água Viva; translated by Stefan Tobler

Text ID: fragmented as I am and the moments so fragile—

Carl Jung, Psychology and Alchemy

— Ann Packer, The Dive From Clausen's Pier

– Audrey Hepburn

Freud said that we endlessly repeat past hurts, forever re-enacting the same patterns in a futile attempt to patch the un-healable wound. This, more than anything, is the terror of the personal, digital archive: not that it reveals some awful act from the past, some old self that no longer stands for us, but that it reminds us that who we are is in fact a repetition, a cycle, a circular relation of multiple selves to multiple injuries. It’s the self as a bundle of trauma, forever acting out the same tropes in the hopes that we might one day change.

Navneet Alang, "Terror of the Archive"

sleep is the first house

(excerpt) Audre Lorde, Zami: A New Spelling of My Name

Ferdinand Hodler, "Night" (detail) // Pierre Jahan, Nu Plain-chant (1947)

(excerpt) Eileen Myles, "Universal Cycle", The Importance of Being Iceland

Sara Stout, "Paris Bed" // Alex Venezia

(excerpt) Adrienne Rich, Twenty One Love Poems ("Poem XII")

Mark English, "Couple" (1933) // Kenney Mencher, "A Married Couple"

(excerpt) Walt Whitman, "When I Heard at the Close of Day"

Łukasz Stokłosa, "Untitled" (2014) // Matt Lambert for Dazed

(excerpt) Jeanette Wintersion, "Disappearance I", The World and Other Places

Chris Abani, from "Terminus", 3 poems pub. Air Light Magazine [transcript in ALT]

I must also have a dark side if I am to be whole

- Carl Jung

Michael Dickman, "‘It’s all so strange, writing poems’: A Conversation with Michael Dickman,” curated by Kristina Marie Darling, Tupelo Quarterly (2018) [ID in ALT]

Slavko Mihalić, “Maestro Extinguish the Candle” (trans. Peter Kastmiler), Contemporary East European Poetry: An Anthology