Photography + poem + art
How much can we ever know about the love and pain in another heart? How much can we hope to understand those who have suffered deeper anguish, greater deprivation, and more crushing disappointments than we ourselves have known?
– Orhan Pamuk – Snow
Ph : Josephine Cardin
I was born on the night of Samhain, when the barrier between the worlds is whisper-thin and when magic, old magic, sings its heady and sweet song to anyone who cares to hear it.
– Carolyn MacCullough –
I will keep my heart from you
to keep you safe
I shall burn in this hell
In a fire made for you
I will wipe every tear
of your frozen heart …
on the fears that haunt your soul
I will always be there
though from a distance
and though my heart shall bleed
my love will never blacken …
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=PQr9-STBA08
Of The Wand And The Moon – My Devotion Will Never Fade
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