Thunderbird over LA
“He loved her in spite of her unlovableness.”
— Vladimir Nabokov, from Transparent Things (Vintage International, 1989)
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My longing for you–
too strong to keep within bounds.
At least no one can blame me
when I go to you at night
along the road of dreams.
Ono No Komachi, from The Ink Dark Moon, trans. Jane Hirshfield with Mariko Aratani (Vintage Classics, 1990)
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