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humanvoicebox · 3 months

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Mahmoud Darwish is a Palestinian poet, you'll hear people quoting the title of one of his poems a lot.

"On this land [exists] what deserves life."

"على هذه الأرض ما يستحق الحياة."

It's a long poem where he lists beautiful things and people in his day to day life that simply deserve life.

My favourite line is "the tyrants' fear of songs"

"خوف الطغاة من الاغنيات."

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lone-nyctophile · 1 year

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What’s your opinion on Kafka? If you haven’t read his books, who’s your favourite writer?

Franz Kafka is one of my favorite writers, I relate to him a lot. His writings are simple with complex meanings; they're raw and melancholic. I have only read the Metamorphosis, but many of his quotes are etched in my heart. Kafka was one miserable man, and he wrote about it in such an endearingly beautiful way.

Some of my fav writers are Mahmoud Darwish, Sylvia Plath, Rumi, Virginia Woolf, Daniel Handler, John Green and of course Franz Kafka.

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krystalkoldstone · 1 month

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HOW TO COMMUNICATE WITH THE UNIVERSE

I won’t lie. I’m exactly the kind of girl who likes scrolling on Instagram reels. But I don’t watch those reels where this nation’s youth is immersed in following useless trends. Not the reels with exaggerated faces, dances with zero elegance and charm, and dham dham music. I don’t have an account of my own.

The algorithm usually recommends me videos of poetry, food or school. In fact, that is how I found my favourite poet Mahmoud Darwish. He was of Palestinian descent, and was declared as Palestine’s national poet. I read the English translations of his Arabic poetry(see, Instagram has some purpose).

But, that is not the point. The point is, when I was keeping myself busy by participating in my daily ritual of scrolling on Instagram(all while releasing an unhealthy amount of dopamine because that’s what a high school student lacks the most), I found a video which said that Mathematics was the language that we(as in, the human race)used to communicate with the universe.

And I do not say this out of my frustration with the Math subject, but that statement is so so false. Sure, Mathematics is a type of language. It’s a type of language which we ourselves don’t know whether it has been invented or discovered. However, we cannot communicate with the ethereal beauty of the universe, its stars, galaxies and planets, with representations of numbers. (For example, fractions. Nobody says they ate 2/4th of a pizza. They say they ate two slices of a pizza. And nobody wants to add the numbers either. They only want to add more pizzas.) The logics and statistics and proofs that the human race has achieved in the field of Mathematics is incredible(lookin’ at you, Srinivas Ramanujan and Aryabhatta)but we cannot use it to communicate with the universe.

Rather, I would say that Mathematics is the language that is used to understand the universe. The way we communicate with the universe is different for every individual. To communicate with it, one must have ambition and resource to embark on a journey of understanding. Some people have already realised this and started this journey, these people, we term as ‘spiritual’. Common people like, for example, Mahmoud Darwish communicate with the universe with their words. People like M.F. Hussain communicate with their artworks. With colours, shades and hues. Now, I don’t know any famous music players so I can’t take any name, but, musically gifted people communicate with the universe with their outstanding melody that charms the ears.

The funny thing is, there’s this thing called Artificial Intelligence(AI) which can replace all poetry, art and music. In an instant. With a click of your keyboard. With a jerk of your fingertips. Let Sam Altman being fired be a lesson. AI has the ability to do more harm than good. Haven’t we watched enough movies? We are destroying our Earth, let us not cut off our only way of communication with life, light and darkness beyond the exosphere.

My point is not to order you to stop using AI or limit your uses of AI. But think before you do. Do you really need AI to write an essay that you could write? Do you really need it to impersonate the human ability of musical charm? Then, what is our identity as a species? Buffoons who manipulated technology to impersonate them?

#teen poetry #young poets #indian poets #teenagers #universe #communication #divine #humans #talent #nature #powerful #meaning #existence #meaning of life #spiritual disciplines

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nyehilismwriting · 2 years

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Hi. Are there any writers that have influenced your style? Or just general reading recommendations? I absolutely adore Hadea, and that snippet from an unpublished project you posted, I was thinking about it all day. 👀 I would love to read something similar to your writing style

hi!! i talked briefly about this here, but if you're looking for authors whose prose specifically inspires me (as opposed to plot/character stuff) i have. a long list lmao. writing style is something i'm very sensitive to and i will put up with a lot for her.

max gladstone (obviously). as i've said before, i want to Eat his prose. if you haven't played choice of the deathless, i can't recommend it enough; it's one of the first IFs i played, and remains one of my favourites to this day. if you're interested in his traditional writing, this is how you lose the time war is gorgeous, and a shorter read than the craft series novels; it's also co-written by amal el-mohtar, and i'd recommend checking out the honey month too.

adrian tchaikovsky & peter watts both write scifi in a way I really enjoy - while speculative fiction can often get a bit dry, they both manage to inject humour and poetry into their writing in a way that i love.

max porter's grief is the thing with feathers is another book that really stuck with me - it's a short read, and fairly experimental in style and structure, somewhere between prose and poetry.

the antelope wife, by louise erdrich, is another gorgeous one; a short-ish novel, it's very dreamlike horror, and manages to be simultaneously incredibly visceral and affecting while maintaining beautifully stylistic prose.

arctic dreams by barry lopez is another one i'd recommend reading - while people don't tend to associate nonfiction with Prose in the same way as fiction, there's a lot of style elements that are maintained, and when you get good nf you can feel the author's passion for their subject matter coming through. in a similar vein, i recommend h is for hawk by helen macdonald and entangled life by merlin sheldrake.

other authors whose style specifically i admire or enjoy....yiyun li, jeanette winterson, david mitchell, emily bronte, ursula le guin, octavia butler, tolkien...there's probably more but those are the ones i have for now.

i read a bit of poetry, too - ocean vuong, mahmoud darwish, ada limón and mary oliver are all faves, off the top of my head.

i also really like the style of writing in the magnus archives lol, that's something i have made a conscious effort to emulate in some ways...plus certain musicians whose lyrics i like...

in the IF sphere specifically, there are a few creators who really inspire me. i love nessa cannon's writing, elliott herriman, jenna yow, and @cerberus-writes is a constant source of inspiration to me and my writing style <33

#i'll have talked about many of these before #but. some books i am constantly holding above my head lion king style and also crying #i read this is how you lose the time war and dedicated 1/3 of my braincells to it permanently #anon

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muhtesemz · 5 months

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Salem, I hope you’re doing well :]

Not sure if this is asked to you frequently (and if so I’m sorry lol) but who are your top 3 poets of all time and why? What is a poem that you think everyone should read?

ps - i love ur content a lot :,) 🫂

Salam. Don't be sorry. I'm always happy to get more asks. It's hard to list favourite poets of all time. Let's just list three names coming to my mind rn:

1. Mahmoud Darwish: Poetry about love and homeland. Yearning for the beloved homeland, beloved mother. His poems talk about love in difficult times. Times when are to choose between your homeland and your love. The smartest poet of all time.

2. Hazrat Maulana Rumi: Popularly known as Mevlana. His poems bring peace to heart, take closer to the Beloved.

3. Parveen Shakir: Her poems are sad. And when I'm sad for some reason, I read her poetry, only to get more and more sad.

You should listen to this poem.

Thanks a lot again. You're special.

#anon #ask #mahmoud darwish

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hanafarook · 6 months

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Writing a poem about Nakba 1948 (in English: The Palestinian Catastrophe) was really hard for me because I kept thinking if I was able to justify the history behind it.

I thought of the Palestinian poet Mahmoud Darwish very often in the recent times, his poems often had this wistful longing for his country, many Palestinians did and it reminded me of a small excerpt I read somewhere about a man lamenting about missing the olive trees of his courtyard and that is what served as inspiration to me.

How Palestinians who had to leave during Nakba (still ongoing) missed the olive groves, the oranges of Jaffa and the national flower - a purple iris from the village of Faqqua and all those trees and flowers missed them (poetically speaking).

I sill don't think I'd be able to write it in a way that feels truly what a Palestinian feels, my emphathy can mimic the idea but it won't reach it fully without having gone through what they have.

The only thing that feels remotely close to what a Nakba might be... Is watching the houses of poor people get bulldozed out of nowhere which by the way is the local politician's favourite past time to do.

The idea of CAA back in 2019 was also a close call because it threatened the idea of what belonging to one's country meant... Not from foreign forces but your own.

What can I say? It'd do be like that sometimes.

#palestine #save palestine #hanafarook #spilled thoughts #writers #writeblr #al nakba #nakba 2023

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suugrbunz · 1 year

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Hello, my name is anna. There really isn't much to know about me. My favourite poet is mahmoud darwish. My favourite writer is franz kafka. I am a fairly withdrawn/quiet individual but i am willing to talk. I tend to abandon my blog without warning.

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wqnwoos · 9 months

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ask game: top 5 books!!! 👀

ask me my top 5 anything

it’s like you want me to suffer. just five?? ok. ok. in no particular order

the waves (virginia woolf) — this book fucked me up about seven times per page. that is all.

little women (louisa may alcott) — childhood favourite. my copy is so battered it’s unbelievable. it’s just comforting!!

persuasion (jane austen) — i’m a sucker for anything austen but this one might be my absolute fav.

a river dies of thirst (mahmoud darwish) — poetry collection!! i was debating between this and a thousand mornings by mary oliver but i love his writing so much.

a thousand splendid suns (khaled hosseini)— i read this when i was about 15? 16? i have this memory of being up at 2am bawling my eyes out 😭

#honourable mentions because i am a cheater:#the book thief; anne of green gables; pride and prejudice; malibu rising; macbeth; anything agatha christie; these violent delights #OKAY ILL STOP #just know that my list is Endless #asks #mj <3 #yoongiphoria #moots!#ask games

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corpseprince · 5 months

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hi!! what about ‘night that overflows my body’ by mahmoud darwish <3 it’s one of my favourites

omg poem wonderful as the ones that accompany it......downloading the entire collection at once <3 favorite lines i think are

-0 my beloved, if I were a boy, I would have been you. -And if I were a girl, I would have been you.

predictably ensnared by the theme of love as reflection its such a classic !! love thats clearer for the wanting

#asks #poetry #luv this so much wah <3

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ajab-leher · 3 years

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Mahmoud Darwish, Addresses for the Souls, outside This Place

#mahmoud darwish #unfortunately it was paradise #i think he might be one of my favourite poets #his writing puts so many unexplainable emotions into words

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anxiety-banana · 2 years

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hi! this is the nony (love the nickname) from the bio quote question. I just wanted to ask, what are some of your favourite quotes similar to that (bio quote)? i'm trying to build up an aesthetic, and this would really help!

Eeee hi Nony!! I haven't been into poetry for very long, so this is mostly just me scrolling through my Insta saves of good poetry, but here are some of my favs! Not all of them are very artistic like tho og quote, but I did stick with a similar soft misery vibe.

(trigger warning for brief mentions of suicide, but nothing explicit)

"The artistic life is a long and lovely suicide" (Oscar Wilde, featured in my bio)

"I am not well; I could have built the pyramids with the effort it takes me to cling onto life and reason" (Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice)

"Open your mouth only if what you are going to say is more beautiful than silence." (Unknown)

"Maybe the moon is beautiful only because it is far." (Mahmoud Darwish)

"how many times have people used a pen or paintbrush because they couldn't pull the trigger?" (Virginia Woolf)

"Between what is said and not meant and meant and not said, most of love is lost." (Gibran Kahlil)

"We're all killers, we've all killed parts of ourselves to survive. We've all got blood on our hands, something somewhere had to die so we could stay alive." (Unknown)

"Everyday I feel like it's just not worth it, still I wait and ache." (Sylvia Plath)

"It is a joy to be hidden, and a disaster not to be found." (D.W. Winnicott)

"What he knew, he knew from books, and books lied, they made things prettier." (Hanya Yanagihara)

"I'm not afraid of being lost. We all wander off from time to time. It's the fear of never quite finding myself that keeps me up at night." (Sylvia Plath)

"For so many years, I answered to a name, and I can't say who answered." (Li-Young Lee, Folding a Five-Cornered Star So the Corners Meet)

"But there is something that happens when you are told you are too much. You begin to ask everyone, 'how small would you like me?' " (Mary Lambert)

"Sometimes we love with nothing more than hope. Sometimes we cry with everything except tears." (Gregory David Roberts)

I find most of my poetry from various Instagram accounts. I have a few recommendations to search for some good poetry, including thedarkacademiastuff, typicalabdullah, and junewolfpens.

As for actual poets, Oscar Wilde, Mary Oliver, Sylvia Plath, and Virginia Woolf are some of my favs that I've come across.

Hope I could be of some help, and I hope you liked some of my close-to-my-heart favorite poems :)

#poetry #dark academia #poetscommunity #oscar wilde #mary oliver #sylvia plath #virginia woolf

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soracities · 4 years

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Any Asian, Middle Easter, or Spanish authors/poets you could possibly recommend? I would love to start reading outside of my comfort zone this year.

I don’t know if you had any specific country or culture in mind so I’m just going to include all of my favourites across the whole, plus what’s been recommended to me (I’ve included some diasporic authors and a few anthologies too)

Asian (East, South-East and South):

Arundhati Roy

Andal

Rabindranath Tagore

Kiran Desai

Agha Shahid Ali

Faiz Ahmed Faiz

Han Kang

Banana Yoshimoto

Haiku by Basho, Buson and Issa

Kenji Miyazawa

Takuboku Ishikawa

Li Po

Yu Xuanji

Can Xue

Eileen Chang

Xiaolu Guo

Viet Thanh Nguyen

EDIT: More South Asian writers, courtesy of anon:

Mirza Ghalib

Nazir Akbarabadi

Hasan Manto

Premchand

Adi Shankara

Chanakya

Kalidasa

Middle Eastern (and some North African):

Rumi

Mahmoud Darwish

Saadi Youssef

Maram al-Masri

Hafez

Forough Farrokhazad

Sinan Antoon

Nathalie Handal

Etel Adnan

Nawal El Sadawi

Marjane Satrapi

Ahdaf Soueif

Dunya Mikhail

Khaled Hosseini

Amal el-Mohtar

Adonis (would start with Songs of Mihyar the Damascene, or The Pages of Day and Night)

Nizar Qabbani

Khaled Mattawa (not just for his poems, but his tireless translations which honestly, are a gift beyond measure)

Spanish / Spanish-language

Homero Aridjis

Octavio Paz

Alejandra Pizarnik

Julio Cortázar

Eduardo Galeano

Andres Neuman

Enrique Vila-Matas

Silvina Ocampo

Norah Lange

Dulce Maria Loynaz

Gabriela Mistral

Valeria Luiselli

Isabel Allende

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Rosario Castellanos

Josefina Vicens

Alejandro Zambra

Lorca

Julia de Burgos

Additional Anthologies:

The Colombian Anthology of Modern Korean Poetry

The Ink Dark Moon: Love Poems by Ono No Komachi and Izumi Shikibu / Women Poets of Japan: An Anthology

Frontier Taiwan: An Anthology

We Sinful Women: Contemporary Urdu Poetry

Breaking The Silences: an Anthology of 20th-century Poetry by Cuban Women.

ÜL: Four Mapuche Poets / Poetry of the Earth: Trilingual Mapuche Anthology

Victims of a Map: A Bilingual Anthology of Arabic Poetry

Inside / Outside: Six Plays from Palestine and the Diaspora

#ask #anonymous #poetry recs #book recs

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yeonjuins · 3 years

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✨ but only if you're still doing them!!

MEG !!! OFC !!! i instantly sat up straight when you sent this in because i knew i had to get to work instantly (:<

txt :: mahmoud darwish — oh my god, i'm an absolute sucker for quotes so this whole entire series really do got me feeling some sorta way.... i absolutely ADORE the way you chose how to present this like the dimensions of the gifs in the middle and the ones at the top to pair it off... it really makes it so capturing to the eye and i love it sm + it puts heavy emphasis on the theme you were going for with the quote in which I LOVE

txt :: mary oliver — oh man..... THIS..... THIS !!!!! i can go on about this so much... it's so pretty..... the way the quote fits in with the clips you chose... how pretty you coloured those clips too... please txt looks so angelic there and they look so free as a group too + the way it just adds together to the message behind the quote is so meaningful and admiring ;;

txt parallels — ngl, your content also makes me so self aware that i know NOTHING about txt's lore PAHAHHAHA ALL I KNOW IS THAT YEONJUN DIES A BUNCH OF TIMES PAHAHAHAHAH BUT THIS !!!!!!! THIS IS SO PRETTY oh my god the way you noticed these parallels too and even broke it up with the quote to lovesong in the middle makes for such a smooth transition + the contrast in colours between each mv as well !?!? amazing i tell you....

choi yeonjun reacting to fans flirting with him — please HE'S SO CUTE... WHEN HE BUMPED HIS HEAD TOO I LAUGHED SO HARD he's so dramatic but i love it sm which is easily why this is one of my favourites of yours

2021 midyear check — PLEASE i'm a sucker for spotify edits + the codes so the fact you included them is so lovely and the inclusion of gifs ontop is so clean... the colours and the backgrounds pair so well with one another you are so talented pls teach me ur ways

send a ✨ and i’ll tell you my top 5 posts of yours

#ask game #meg #i love looking at all ur creations oh my god #please there are others i wish i could've included #ur 0x1 lovesong edits with the animations at the top #those ones are SOOO pretty as well #honourable mention to them

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promethes · 3 years

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GOD those are my favourite verses like. her love would bring him back to life..... i am unwell

mahmoud darwish should’ve kept his mouth shut he had no business raising everyone’s expectations like that

#answered #anonymous #being an example or true love 😑 shut up dawg

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oumaimas · 4 years

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Hi!! I wanna start reading poetry, but I have no Idea where to start, do you have any suggestions? Thanks!

hi :^) here is a list of some of my favourite (quite well known so u have probably heard of them/read the but i hope this helps somehow!)

why i wake early by mary oliver (or really anything of hers)

bright dead things by ada limon

haruko: love poems by june jordan

crush/war of the foxes by richard siken

not a specific work but any collection by federico garcia lorca (i read a translated selection of his)

same thing with mahmoud darwish (i read him in arabic but i find the english translations lovely!)

the peace of wild things by wendell berry

i hope u have a lovely day 🥰

#recs #removed my heart emoji :-(

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knives-out20 · 4 years

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Poet - Alexander Lemtov x Male!OC

Fandom: Eurovision Song Contest: The Story of Fire Saga (2020)

Pairing: Eros Xenakis (OC) x Alexander Lemtov

Warnings: Yearning, Swearing, Gay asf,

Notes: hehe time skip make brain go brrrrrrrr. Credit goes to @.rosewatwr on twt for the poem verses!

Dedicated To: Caspian

Eros stood over a table of pages of paper in his library, a glass of scotch in his hand. “‘I long for your hands, two doves that shade the blaze of my longing.’ Maisoon Saqr.” He read, eyes grazing over the pages of Arabic poetry. Eros took a mindful swig of his scotch. “I know you’re there,” he called, turning to the direction of the door.

The library door creaked open, and in stepped Alexander.

Eros offered a slight wave with his free hand. “Lemtov.”

“Sorry...was exploring, heard you talking to yourself, had to come check.” Alexander explained.

Eros chuckled; Alexander had been staying with Mita and him for a while now, yet he still had some getting used to when it came to Eros’ house. “I’m reading poetry.” He explained, turning away.

Alexander walked closer. “How you write poetry?”

Eros hummed. “Poetry? It’s easy, I just start talking to you.” He flirted, giving Alexander a charming smile.

Alexander grinned. “I like you.” He pointed at Eros, winking.

“Honored, truly.” Eros set his glass down on a coaster. “Poetry is...it’s a hard-to-explain old art. Want me to read you some Arabic ones? I’ll translate.”

Alexander nodded, eyes curious.

“I have bits and pieces, see-” Eros pointed down at the scattered papers. “‘And if the devil was to ever see you, he’d kiss your eyes and repent’ Farouq Jwaydeh. ‘I would split open my heart with a knife, place you within and seal my wound, that you might dwell there and never inhabit another...' Ibn Hazm. 'They asked 'do you love her to death?' I said 'speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life' Mahmoud Darwish.”

“Is all poetry just about love?”

Eros shook his head. “No, Alex. It can be about anything. Sadness, grief, serenity, even hatred. Anything at all. It takes a while to get good at, though. So don’t expect yourself to be an instant Edgar Allan Poe.” He chuckled, catching Alexander’s confused face. “…Edgar Allan Poe.” Eros repeated.

Alexander shrugged.

“’The Raven’? ‘Annabel Lee’? He’s a famous poet!” Eros raised his eyebrows in surprise. “I’ll teach you about him later, anyway- look at this-” he shuffled through the pages of writings, finding a piece he hadn’t read aloud to Alexander yet. “‘I long for your hands, two doves that shade the blaze of my longing' Maisoon Saqr.“ Eros recited, his eyes on Alexander’s hands; they were very nice hands.

Alexander looked down at Eros’ at the mention of hands. He noted that Eros’ hands looked smooth, and were most likely dexterous. A couple paper cuts, and a single scotch droplet on his right middle finger. They were very nice hands.

The two made sudden eye contact, their chests feeling fuzzy at that very second.

Eros cleared his throat, looking away. “Anyway- uh-” he flipped through for another verse. “'Your eyes are like palm-groves refreshed by dawn's breath. Or terraces the moon leaves behind' Badr Shakir Al-Sayyab.” He quoted, stealing another glance up at Alexander’s eyes, which the fireplace lit up quite well. “My favourite pieces has to be Adonis’. Care to listen?”

Alexander gulped. “Yes, please.” He nodded, taking a step toward Eros.

Eros smiled gleefully. “’My lips and fingers were pens on her flesh. I memorized her in every alphabet and memorized my memories until they multiplied..' Adonis, as I said.”

“Your body parts cannot turn into objects, though. That is lying, no?”

Eros giggled. “You can lie like this in poetry. As long as it makes some sense sometimes.” He explained.

“Ah,” Alex nodded again. “Are you a poet?”

Eros gestured his hand in a ‘so-so’ way. “I dabble in it. I mostly teach about it, though.” He answered, nodding. “'Awake with me all night she whispers, 'you are my angel. Beneath your skin an angel hides. Let's plunge into the deep again, my love, and leave to others the height and breadth of all the kingdoms of the air'.”

Alexander furrowed your eyebrows. “You said it had to make sense. That didn’t make sense.” He pouted.

Eros held back a laugh; this was quite fun. He pat Alexander’s shoulder, ignoring the shiver it sent down his spine. “I said some sense sometimes. Most poets go crazy on whatever doesn’t make sense, and we eat that shit right up.” He scoffed. “’From the base of her neck to the arch of her eyelids, her beauty made a slave of me'." Eros set down the papers, trailing his eyes up from Alexander’s neck to around his eyes. He felt as if he knew just how Adonis felt in this poem. Eros sighed silently, draining the contents of his glass. “That’s all I have on me right now. Did you like any?”

Alexander hummed, lips forming a line. “That Adonis man has weird poetry...I quite like it, though. Think you could read me more, sometime?”

Eros watched the way Alexander’s soft-looking lips moved as he spoke, honey dripping from one word after the other. He breathed out heavily, growing needy for something he doesn’t know if he was ready to have. Eros was sure he waited long enough, but the question was if Alexander had even waited at all?

Alexander stood in silence, the answer to that question being yes, yes, a thousand times, yes.

Eros snapped out of it, shaking his head. “Uh- yea, of course. I’d love to.”

“Wonderful!” Alexander smiled, turning on his heel and pacing out of the library.

Eros held his scotch glass tightly, watching Alexander intently. Once the man was out from within an earshot, he groaned lowly. “I need another drink.”

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