“Your face consumes my dreams.”— Meleager, tr. by Peter Whigham, from The Greek Anthology; “Epigrams,”
“You’ve built a world, in which, alas, I hardly Could fit, with earth and sky misplaced”— Igor Kuras, from “While I was sleeping…, translated from the Russian by Andrey Kneller
“Ты выдумала мир, в котором я
не помещался, спутав землю с небом”
If I could write the truth,
I would remove all words
that are beautiful, like dying
and disease and pain.— Shara McCallum, from “Darkling I Listen,” The Water Between Us
One more light
