blancwene: (Tragic but beautiful - LHotP)
and she knew from the beginning
he must
one day tell her,
she thought of that banyan tree -- he would remember
the one -- and how over the long years
it had fastened itself to the earth and the earth beneath
the earth, its long roots once suspended
in air now anchoring an orphanage of limbs, the leaves
beneath the leaves marshaling the dark, as if to say, Come,
I will hold you, you and your tears
, so dense
was its shade, so bold the branches, so ferociously attached.

--"When He Told Her," Dannye Romine Powell


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It is always remarkable when someone sees your soul to a better degree than you see it yourself. You could count the people who see your soul on one hand. Others might know you but they would forget; their knowledge of you was like a weak and undisciplined thing. But that wasn’t so with him. He didn’t forget. It stuck in his mind. He had seen a kindred soul. He had seen it long ago. She only saw it now. But she was stricken with it. Suddenly she had identified him. There was the man she loved. As a result, she proceeded dementedly to behave as if the opposite were true.

–Nancy Lemann, The Fiery Pantheon

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