Asphodelic

Poetry and curiosities.

[cair--paravel]

Glass vase with silver overlay, vase by Glasfabrik Johann Loetz Witwe (Klostermuhle, Austria), silver by La Pierre Mfg. Co. (New York, New York & Newark, New Jersey), c. 1900.

[catsofyore]

In 1944 a kitten named George (short for General Electric) was saved from drowning by a U.S. Navy crew member. George was then photographed and given a liberty card and detailed health record. Source.

[ethicalhorseslaughter]

[bogleech]

There's too much going on here

[noctilucentis]

[juiceboxwater]

{Saiber, 1/30} {Spirit Hold, Holly Warburton} {War Of The Foxes, Richard Siken} {Hishaam Siddiqi, “Where did you go?”} {Joseph Lorusso} {unknown} {Edward Miller} {Sylvia Plath, 1963, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath} {Dream of Earth, Igor (Krapar) Scherbakov}

[smokefalls]

I stand // dumbfounded when / earth’s lip meets the sea.

Megan Fernandes, "Too Much Eliot" from I Do Everything I'm Told

[rains-of-words]

“There are sights too beautiful to swallow. They stay on the rim of the eye; it cannot contain them.”

— Olivia Laing, To the River (via invisiblestories)

[geryone]

Selected Books of the Beloved, Gregory Orr

[sageandscorpiongrass]

You're never going to be back home again.

I’ll Give You The Sun, Jandy Nelson | Norwegian Wood, Haruki Murakami | White Oleander, Janet Fitch | Homesick, Noah Kahan | Sick, Jody Chan | Chrystal Light, Erin Hanson | First Dog in Space, Brennig Davies | It's Not A Game/It's Just A Ride, Ride The Cyclone | Giovanni's Room, James Baldwin | “La Cueva”, Lessons on Expulsion, Erika L. Sánchez | Fiery grass against a blue sky, Casey Lee | That's Enough, Let's Get You Home, Will Wood | Journal of a Solitude, May Sarton | Faithful and Virtuous night, Louise Glück | Ask Polly: Help, I'm the Loneliest Person in the World!, Heather Havrilesky | Hammerhead, Penelope Scott

[llovelymoonn]

Keep reading

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

It is everyone I haven't told, everyone I embrace so secretly, every word that remained caught on the spindle afraid for the love it might weave.

Richard Jackson, from "What It Is," The Heart as Framed: New and Selected Poems (Press 53, 2022)

[thingwithfeathers]

memory as a haunting

the empress yamato hime / residual haunting, catherine bertola / vita sackville-west, in a letter to virginia woolf / robert montgomery / chloë rose / to be haunted, jessie lynn mcmains / eugene carriere / helen oyeyemi.

[facinaoris]

Patroclus, he says, Patroclus, Patroclus. Over and over until it is sound only. Somewhere Odysseus is kneeling, urging food and drink. A fierce red rage comes, and he almost kills him there. But he would have to let go of me. He cannot. He holds me so tightly I can feel the faint beat of his chest, like the wings of a moth. An echo, the last bit of spirit still tethered to my body. A torment.

[aedensolus]

“Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm - I’ve heard it in the chillest land - And on the strangest Sea - Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me.

-Emily Dickinson

Happy Pride :) 

[athelind]

[sweatermuppet]

at times when hope is too big of a thing to have, curiosity (even clinical or small) is a very good placeholder

[lastparty]

i've been meaning to tell you i think your house is haunted

tvguide review of succession season 4 / larissa pham, pop song / succession, 2.04 safe room / phoebe bridgers, smoke signals / the mountain goats, up the wolves / myrto apostolidou, i don’t think we’re in kansas anymore / emily dickinson, one need not be a chamber—to be haunted— / + bonus: kendall roy haunted house

[phoebebridgersarthistory]

sunset over the winter forest by heinrich gogarten / “i know the end” by phoebe bridgers

[blond-shell]

PHOEBE BRIDGERS I KNOW THE END