CategoryPoetry

I was reading famous historic love letters the other day (don’t ask) and I can’t get one line out of my head. The opening line of a letter from Vita Sackville-West to to Virginia Woolf: I am reduced to a thing that wants Virginia. I can’t get over how well this one line captures the helplessness, and the out-of-bodyness that comes with the early days of an infatuation —...