theparisreview:

Homecoming

Snowfall, thicker and thicker,
dovecolored, like yesterday,
snowfall, as if you had been asleep just now.

Into the distance, the stacked-up whiteness
and beyond, endless,
the sleightrace of the lost.

Below, hidden,
pushing itself upward,
what hurts the eyes so much,
mound after mound,
invisible.

On each mound,
brought home to its today,
sucked down into its muteness: an I,
a wooden post.

There: a feeling—
blown across by the icewind,
it fastens its dove-, its snow-
colored cloth bannerwise.

Paul Celan.
Translated from the German by Robert Pinsky. Photography Credit Jennifer Juniper Stratford.

October, fleeting and sappy sweet with its reddish gold light and early white frosts and the leaves turning brilliantly, is a different matter, a magical time, a last gleeful defiance in the face of the approaching cold.

Joanne Harris, Five Quarters of the Orange (via embelesada)

superbunneh:

Monocle’s first ever book, The Monocle Guide to Better Living, is an informative and entertaining collection of writing and recommendations from across the globe. via (P/s: Do you know that Tyler Brule is really irked when his staff hang their coats at the back of their seats?)

theparisreview:

“The only thing I ever wanted to be was a cartoonist. That’s my life. Drawing.” —Charles M. Schulz

Today marks the sixty-third anniversary of the Peanuts comic strip. It ran from October 2, 1950, to February 14, 2000. In total, Schulz’s work reached seventy-five countries in 2,600 different papers and was published in an impressive twenty-one languages every day.