Succession | 4.09 'Church And State'

Thea Proctor

The Rose

C. 1928

May Sarton, from Journal of a Solitude [ID in alt text]

six poems for tamar by yehuda amichai // sleeping in the forest by mary oliver // stopping by woods on a snowy evening by robert frost // stanzas written in dejection near naples by percy bysshe shelley

1. Young Stellar Object in LDN 1471 | 2. A small portion of NGC 2023. / By Judy Schmidt.

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Rainer Maria Rilke, Selected Letters, 1902-1922

“You’re so cold Maybe I should set the whole world on fire. Would that be enough to melt the iceberg that you’re holding so dear in your heart? Your past mistakes and regrets. The pain you’re not letting go, never letting go. Would that be enough? Can you not see? I am not her, and you are not him. What you thought was a tornado that would always spiral out of control, was merely your vacant aching heart begging for the pain to stop. Wishing someone would embrace the storm inside of you, make it stand still. Gently and softly. Can you not see? You’re not hard to love. You’re misunderstood. You’re seeking comfort in all the wrong places. Searching for love in the wrong people. Your heart beating fast, running. Time exploding, wishing the pain you felt was earth shattering. Hoping what you feel is so significant. Screaming “please someone notice what I’m feeling.” But it’s all in your head. The thoughts. Unwavering. And your heart slows down, You realise once again You’re overthinking. But you know your heart is still cold and empty, and your head will always be burning hot and filled with thoughts. Always angry.”

— Matchstick // 06.11.2018 // I am not her

Steven Yeun shot by Hyea W. Kang for GQ Korea (2022)