Aroused by the sun

— Sun lines and Poetry beams — French poet not speaking mother tongue to avoid linguistic incest.

[stealingpotatoes]

The poem is ‘Icarus Hypothesis Love’ by the wonderful @flightlesskiwi

[arousedbythesun]

ぼう の ない 太陽

Le soleil, sans perche,

Franchit olympiquement

D'un saut l'horizon

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Perchlessly, the sun

Jumps over the horizon

Olympically

[olderboy-aesthethic]

[thatkindofwoman]

“I will walk by myself and cure myself in the sunshine and the wind.”

— Charles Reznikoff, from “Autobiography: New York,” Poems 1918-1975: The Complete Poems of Charles Reznikoff (Black Sparrow Press, 1977)

[italian-child]

"....apparently his skin has been kissed by the sun"

- India Arie's "Brown Skin"

[sole-giallo-deactivated20221117]

““My secret affair with the sun.””

— – “Désirs du Soleil”, Flâneur, 2017 (via lachantefleurie)

[rcvolutions-deactivated20201116]

greek gods and goddesses - APOLLO

Apollo is the god of archery and the invention of archery is credited to him and his sister Artemis. He has a golden bow and arrows.

[octoberbrunette]

““But I would never kiss anyone who doesn’t burn me like the sun.””

— Jens Lekman, “And I Remember Every Kiss,“ Album: Night Falls Over Kortedala (via lesgardenias)

[saru-studies]

Today I’ve learnt that there’s a word in italian (”solare”) to describe a person who brights the room, who is warm and good and cheerful and worries about others and I think is so cute??? I love it

[poemswords]

[thegoodvybe]

[fernandocobelo]

recent studies show that planets rotate because they’re actually ballerinas

[sunnytravler]

[scriabinomania]

Les linguistes rêvent-ils de moutons ou de \mu.tɔ̃\ ?

Do linguists dream of sheep or \ˈʃip\?

[guardofcitadel]

Greek Mythology: Helios aesthetic (x)

[arousedbythesun]

Life is a bitch

But dogs are man's best friends,

So life is human's best friend.

[tsarytsa-deactivated20210525]

What makes bad poets worse is that they read only poets (just as bad philosophers read only philosophers), whereas they would benefit much more from a book of botany or geology. We are enriched only by frequenting disciplines remote from our own. This is true, of course, only for realms where the ego is rampant.

Emil Cioran, The Trouble With Being Born