aliceunderskies: Francesca Woodman (via orchidthief) As though he might fly,turn all my unborn children into fiction.I knew their names that instant, pierced by loveand by the song the swans sing when they die. from “Leda” by Carol Ann Duffy

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Francesca Woodman (via orchidthief)

As though he might fly,
turn all my unborn children into fiction.
I knew their names that instant, pierced by love
and by the song the swans sing when they die.
from “Leda” by Carol Ann Duffy

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