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For Example, Mary Oliver

…the poem is a temple—or a green field—a place to enter, and in which to feel... I learned that the poem was made not just to exist, but to speak—to be company. It was everything that was needed, when everything was needed.

Mary Oliver, from Upstream: Selected Essays

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soracities

“But why am I too much for myself and too little with you why, whenever you come near me, I feel as if a part of me has disappeared—”

— Adonis, Selected Poems (trans. Khaled Mattawa)

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tordenvejr

there is no audience to perform for, there is no approval, no admiration to attain. there is no role worth playing, there is no one to convince. let it go

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lifeinpoetry

If you sit super still during the summer solstice you’ll see a thousand flocks take flight into the dusty sky It will sound like a humming caught in the throat It will feel like a needle strumming It will vibrate everything & just when you think you do not deserve such beauty —you’ll grow wings

— Yesenia Montilla, from "A Poem with Birds in It," Muse Found in a Colonized Body

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llovelymoonn

on soulmates

anna akhmatova poem without a hero \ malcolm liepke in her arms \ joseph lorusso \ marie howe magdalene: poems: “walking home” \ matter of line \ sarah louise johnson separation \ marina tsvetaeva \ lui ferreyra \ philip pullman his dark materials

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bakwaaas

I’m not okay

(from ask polly)

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feral-ballad

I want to love and be loved. I want to find a way where I don’t hurt myself. I want to live a life where I say things are good more than things are bad. I want to keep failing and discovering new and better directions. I want to enjoy the tides of feeling in me as the rhythms of life. I want to be the kind of person who can walk inside the vast darkness and find the one fragment of sunlight I can linger in for a long time. Some day, I will.

Baek Sehee, tr. by Anton Hur, from I Want to Die but I Want to Eat Tteokbokki

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weltenwellen

Jenny Slate, An Interview with Jenny Slate

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kuchipachi

miranda july/ lorde/ x/ nayyirah waheed/ melissa broder/ mark manson

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weltenwellen

Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem

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lambily-deactivated20200702

Friday morning: thank god it’s flex on my haters and ride day

Friday night: (after a long day of flexing and being hated) I feel so alone

#this is so real

megairea

“I want to say: I only love you, And I cling to you Like the peel clings to a pomegranate, Like the tear clings to the eye, Like the knife clings to the wound.”

— Nizar Qabbani, from “I am accused”; Arabian Love Poems (tr. by Bassam Frangieh & Clementina Brown)

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