Toska
Questions
Why a blog? Why now?
For months I searched
for the perfect word,
a word to fit
my sentiments.
I finally came upon it
as I was reading
Nabokov.
"Toska"
Russian word
with no equivalent.
A melancholy restlessness.
A spiritual lament.
An aching of the soul.
"Toska"
For months I searched
for the perfect word,
a word to fit
my sentiments.
I finally came upon it
as I was reading
Nabokov.
"Toska"
Russian word
with no equivalent.
A melancholy restlessness.
A spiritual lament.
An aching of the soul.
"Toska"
Here’s to parents who ruin Skype dates.
All I wanted was ten minutes to myself, Goddammit. You managed to pick the exactly wrong time. Agh!!! How DO. YOU. Do it?
