Medea, Euripides//Olivia, Dorothy Bussy

Vladimir Nabokov, from Letters to Véra

Psyche by Louis Couperus

Euripides, tr. by Anne Carson, Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides

The Indigo Spell, Richelle Mead

“I fell asleep in the deep velvet of this wood; I dreamt divine things.”

— Delmira Agustini, from Morning Songs: Poems; “The Wings,” c. 1910

“Love has something to do with the notion of being seen — the opposite of invisibility. The invisible, the unwitnessed, the unacknowledged, the isolated, the lonely — these are the unloved. Loving attention illuminates the unseen, escorting them from the frontiers of lovelessness into the observed world. To truly see someone — anyone — is an act that acknowledges and forgives our common and imperfect humanity. Love enacts a kind of vigilant perception — whether it is to a partner, a child, a co-worker, a neighbour, a fellow citizen, or any other person one may encounter in this life. Love says softly — I see you. I recognise you. You are human, as am I.”

— Nick Cave, The Red Hand Files Issue #103

Margaret Atwood, Interlunar; from ‘Eurydice’

Introduction to the Body in Fairy Tales by Jeannine Hall Gailey

— The Carnivorous Lamb, Agustín Gómez-Arcos, tr. William Rodarmor

Jonny Bolduc, Ending