One of my all time favorites
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One of my all time favorites
Stéphane Mallarmé, from Collected Poems and Other Verse; “The Nurse and Herodias,” (x)
Hua Sanchuan (Chinese,1930–2004)
Mountain Ghost
my heart
Rainer Maria Rilke, The Dark Interval: Letters on Loss, Grief, and Transformation
how u doing
im not thinking about it
9pm on a summer day is a god tier hour on planet earth
“All the wounds from the past now laugh / To the rising sun of your red lips.”
— Delmira Agustini, from The White Book (1907); “Intimate Delicacy,”
reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
this spring is slicing me in half. like an apple. will not be explaining what i mean by this
share a coke with the indescribable, omnipresent feeling of dread in the pit of your stomach
me @ my son: wolfgang, you were named not after one wolf but a whole gang of wolves,
“He called her a melon, a pineapple, an olive tree, an emerald, and a fox in the snow all in the space of three seconds; he did not know whether he had heard her, tasted her, seen her, or all three together.”
— Virginia Woolf, Orlando (via sullenmoons)
“…the honey washed all over me, and I died in sweetness.”
— Margarita Karapanou, tr. by N. C. Germanakos, from “Kassandra and the Wolf,”
trust in the transformation you are about to go through