February 2012
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“I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”
– Pablo Neruda
Song, Cecilia Meireles
poetry365:
I placed my dream in a ship
and the ship on top of the sea;
—and then parted the sea with my hands
to sink my dream in the deep.
My hands still drip with water
from the blue of the waves thus parted
and the color that runs from my fingers
colors the sands, now deserted.
The wind is approaching from afar,
the night in the cold submits;
under the waves lies dying
my dream, in...
Be ahead of all departure, as if it were already behind you, like the winter which is almost over. For among winters there is one so endlessly winter, that, wintering through it, may your heart survive.
Be forever dead in Eurydice—, singing ascent, praising ascent, returning to pure relation. Here, among the disappearing, be, in the realm of decline, be the ringing glass that shatters even as it...
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“I prefer zeroes on the loose
to those lined up behind a cipher.
I prefer the...”
– Wislawa Szymborska, from “Possibilities,” trans. S. Baranczak and C. Cavanagh
“no moon, sun, diamond, hands —
fingertip, dot, ray, gauze, sea.
pine green,...”
– excerpt from Frida Kahlo’s diary (via fernsandmoss)
“By being too sensitive I have wasted my life.”
– Arthur Rimbaud (via sicafe)
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Anonymous asked: let's fall in love.
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“Naked, you are as simple as one of your hands,
smooth, earthen, minimal, round,...”
– Pablo Neruda
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“There are no edges to my loving now.”
– Rumi
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“Silence is the language of god. All else is poor translation”
– Rumi
January 2012
40 posts
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“Did it matter then, she asked herself, walking towards Bond Street, did it...”
– Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway
“Let me lie alone on my back in tall grass and see the sun and the water droplets...”
– Rachel Corrie, Let Me Stand Alone: The Journals of Rachel Corrie
“We are healed from suffering only by experiencing it to the full.”
– Marcel Proust (via ahnuhlycious)
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weepingcolors turned 2 yesterday.
this is the most consistent thing i’ve ever stuck to. other than reading, this is the longest fire i’ve kept going. i’m unabashedly proud of my tumblr today.
thank you to all of my followers— old and new— for being a part of this project.
i will continue to dig away at the abyss that is the universe, the chasms in my brain— and this is where i’ll document it.
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I found her today, nestled underneath my tongue. My words get stuck there.
“It is as if I had completely lost the ability to bring within reach the...”
– Rilke, May 16, 1911. (via time immemorial, invisiblestories)
“Sky, earth, and sea are contained in stone,” he said, “and on the scales of the...”
– Edmond Jabès, from Aely, in From the Book to the Book: An Edmond Jabès Reader
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