January 2012
The greatest hazard of all, losing one’s self, can occur very quietly in the...
– Søren Kierkegaard (via misswallflower)
counting down
kerrycoxpoetry:
This is what I’m waiting for,
what I’m ready to do without: lists
like this and old paper creased
in all the wrong places, for one,
too small shoes, excellent posture,
maps that won’t hang straight or
tell me where I need to go, for another.
I have a phobia I haven’t mentioned, two
left thumbs, a weird habit of mentioning
other peoples’ pets like real people
and sometimes an...
December 2011
You can only come to the morning through the shadows.
– J.R.R. Tolkien
I secretly hate Scrabble, for the simple reason that anyone hates Scrabble,...
– David Samuels, Underachievers Please Try Harder
She stubs out her cigarette in the ashtray, then settles herself against him,...
– Margaret Atwood, from The Blind Assassin (via aubade)
trust your heart
if the seas catch fire
(and live by love
though the stars...
– e. e. cummings, - dive for dreams (via hallelujah)
In the beginning, there was blackness.
Only the sea.
In the beginning there...
– Kogi Genesis (via dewdropsoflove)
It’s dark.
You exhale a fist of memory.
I love you like weathering wood
in a...
– James L. White, from “Lying in Sadness” in The Salt Ecstasies (via poetfire)
Stories, like people and butterflies and songbirds’ eggs and human hearts and...
– Neil Gaiman (via atomos)
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I search and can’t find myself. I belong in chrysanthemum time, sharp in calla lily elongations. God made my soul into an ornamental thing.
— Fernando Pessoa
I
Today I dissected a squid,
the late acacia tossing its pollen
across the...
– “Love at Thirty-Two Degrees” by Katherine Larson (via casimirpulaskiday)
So a river can exist inside the sea.
And the sea will have no reverie
inside...
– Elizabeth Willis, from “Cursive” (via proustitute)
Love all your thoughts, even those that are limited or fearful. Think of them as...
– Orin (via a-golden-lion)
I do not fear death. I had been dead for billions and billions of years before I...
– Mark Twain (via poetfire)
Congress is on the verge of wrecking the greatest engine of innovation and...
– SOPA: Washington Vs. The Web (via azspot)
Time flows in strange ways on Sundays, and sights become mysteriously distorted.
– Haruki Murakami - 1Q84 (via monstershouse)
thanks for bringing that
to our attention
she said the first time
to my...
– Cheryl Savageau, “graduate school first semester: so here I am writing about Indians again” (via grammatolatry)
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“I bought plum blossoms more for the name than for the color; I buy lipstick that way, too. In other words, if it sounds like a poem, I’ll take it.”
— Dorothea Grossman