January 2012
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“As if these words could alter wind’s lucid course
And make the trees wave hello...”
– Goodbye in Slow Motion with Those Trees Waving Back by Alexander Long (via growing-orbits)
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December 2011
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“For last year’s word belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await...”
– T. S. Eliot, from Section II of Quartet no. 4 “Little Gidding”, in Four Quartets (with thanks to apoetreflects)
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Sharing Poetry: Billy Collins, "Dancing Toward... →
sharingpoetry:
If there is only enough time in the final minutes of the twentieth century for one last dance I would like to be dancing it slowly with you, say, in the ballroom of a seaside hotel, my palm would press into the small of your back as the past hundred years collapsed into a pile of mirrors or…
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“At present I absolutely want to paint a starry sky. It often seems to me that...”
– Vincent van Gogh (via ruefle)
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Why does Hulu Plus have more glitches and ads than...
I just wanna watch every single episode of Community ever made, stop interrupting it with this fucking Above the Influence ad
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“We are involved with flower, leaf, and fruit.
They speak not just the language...”
– Rainer Maria Rilke, Sonnets to Orpheus, from “XIV,” trans. Stephen Mitchell (via proustitute)
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“We’re all dreamers; we don’t know who we are.
Some machine made us; machine of...”
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Louise Glück, “Mother and Child” (The Seven Ages, Ecco, 2001)
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“Well! and what if she should die some afternoon,
Afternoon grey and smoky,...”
– T. S. Eliot, from “Portrait of a Lady” (via TSElibot)
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LOVE WON'T SAVE US: VI I have learned to... →
ahuntersheart:
VI I have learned to camouflage myself in church, Masking my body With the body of a saint. Last night frost glazed the face of Mary Magdalene, And snow rode up to the altar windows. Before morning, the sparrows came down To the body of Saint Francis. Now he is upholstered in oak leaves …
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“It well may be that in a difficult hour,
Pinned down by pain and moaning for...”
– (via ahuntersheart)
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“Quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves,
only the things I didn’t do
crackle...”
– Naomi Shihab Nye, from “Burning the Old Year” (via proustitute)
Just ate an entire bag of chocolate-covered...