“I could feel it in her, that volatile tenderness that could never forget injury. It was her weakness, her flaw-- that she would never confront, but would implacably withdraw. I know you felt it too, that predisposition in her-- and… — Naeem Murr Copy Share Image
“I could feel it in her, that volatile tenderness that could never forget injury. It was her weakness, her flaw-- that she would never… — Naeem Murr Copy Share
“God, how easy it is to get people to believe. In fact the only thing no one would believe is how little one has… — Naeem Murr Copy Share
“Loving my Poet as I do, though, I try hard to understand what a poet is. The first clue lies in the fact that… — Naeem Murr Copy Share
“The fruit in the garden was not about knowledge, but about not knowing, about looking into a face and having no idea whether you… — Naeem Murr Copy Share
