January 2011
35 posts
Sonnet XVII by Pablo Neruda
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. I love...
Remember, remember, this is now, and now, and now. Live it, feel it, cling to...
– Sylvia Plath
friendly passive resistance
SATYAGRAHA sa·tya·gra·ha noun \(ˌ)sə-ˈtyä-grə-hə, ˈsə-tyə-\ pressure for social and political reform through friendly passive resistance practiced by M. K. Gandhi and his followers in India
from Sanskrit satya truth + āgraha persistence