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One Nice Bug Per Day
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@bluesmuze
I thought so many things & never said a single one aloud. I choked on such longing I couldn’t spit out. Yes, desire is so different when God bore you hungry. I could have devoured anything and still have been starving.
Yves Olade, Belovéd
Jake Wood-Evans (British, b. 1980, Devon, England, based Lewes, East Sussex, England) - The Holy Family under the Apple-Tree, after Rubens, 2019, Paintings: Oil on Linen
“Then all this became history. Your hand found mine. Life rushed to my fingers like a blood clot.”
— The Touch by Anne Sexton
“I never saw this autumn wood stranger than it is tonight. I never saw this wood darker than it is tonight.”
— Maurice Maeterlinck, Princess Maleine (tr. by David Willinger & Daniel Gerould), 1889
“About me: I am supposed to be touched.”
— Little Weirds by Jenny Slate
“not even love can save you from certain memories,”
— Bruce Weigl, from “Amigos del Corazón,” What Saves Us (Triquarterly Books, 1992)
Louise Glück, From Descending Figure; “Epithalamium”
“I loved taking off. In my own house, I seemed to be often looking for a place to hide — sometimes from the children but more often from the jobs to be done and the phone ringing and the sociability of the neighborhood. I wanted to hide so that I could get busy at my real work, which was a sort of wooing of distant parts of myself.”
— Alice Munro, Selected Stories
When Margaret Atwood said, "there is something in your throat that wants to get out and you won't let it." and then Franz Kafka wrote, "And what I really intended to say in the end remains unsaid."
when sappho wrote: “i want to say something but shame prevents me.”
“I talk to you as if you’re really there.”
— Richard Siken, from Crush (via howifeltabouthim)
“I don’t do anything with my life except romanticize and decay with indecision.”
— Allen Ginsberg, The Book of Martyrdom and Artifice (via thequotejournals)
Richard Leach
7 Words, Distressed page from old poetry book on playing card.
“It is so rare in this world to meet a trustworthy person who truly wants to help you, and finding such a person can make you feel warm and safe, even if you are in the middle of a windy valley high up in the mountains.”
— Lemony Snicket, Horseradish
“One of the extraordinary things about liberation is that you do not feel the need to control things when you’re free, because the illusory nature of control becomes clear to you.”
— Angel Kyodo Williams
“But the paradox of love is perhaps the same as that of art, which Jeanette Winterson so elegantly termed “the paradox of active surrender” — in order for either to transform us, we must let it turn us over and inside-out. That is what Rilke called love’s great exacting claim, and in that claim lies its ultimate reward.”
— Maria Popova, “Kafka’s Beautiful and Heartbreaking Love Letters”
“you are my dawn when every inch of sky grows bleak.”
— Noor Shirazie (via noorshirazie)
