(softly, fiercely) the stars shining.

a lover. une fleur.

[petaltexturedskies]

Albert Camus, The Fall (originally published in 1956)

[soleilinfini]

mary oliver, staying alive

[mothprincess]

Mary Oliver, from The Journey

[petaltexturedskies]

Mary Shelley, Mathilda

[mournfulroses]

Clarice Lispector, from "Too Much of Life Complete Chronicles," publ. in 2022

[geryone]

Muse Found in a Colonized Body, Yesenia Montilla

[nostalgicfaye]

we should be well prepared by Mary Oliver

[requiem-on-water]

Galloping horses in the mist by Sofie

[derangedrhythms]

And send me every poem you write and every word you wish to write and I will read it all and read it well and know that you send it to me and forgive you and adore you and understand you.

Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait in Letters ⁠— Philip Legler, 28th April 1966

[toiich]

Une femme est une femme (1961), dir. Jean-Luc Godard

[petaltexturedskies]

May is greener as no other; May is much sun through small leaves; May is soft earth; and apple blossoms.

Amy Lowell, from "Lilacs" in The Complete Poetical Works of Amy Lowell

[petaltexturedskies]

Edna St. Vincent Millay, Rapture & Melancholy: The Diaries of Edna St. Vincent Millay

[heavenlyyshecomes]

there is a level of seduction that exists beyond the body. something less tangible, and perhaps more potent. anais nin understood this idea about how desire does not begin with touch but with language, perception, and the sharp electric pull of a mind that challenges and excites you. in her journals, desire is not just a physical hunger but a hunger of the intellect, an unraveling of thought before an unraveling of the body. to be drawn into someone’s mind, to feel their thoughts press against your own, can be more intoxicating than any physical closeness.

—Caitlyn Richardson, 'can intellectual intimacy replace physical desire?', in milk fed

[metamorphesque]

— Warsan Shire, Home

[text ID: Mother says there are locked rooms inside all women; kitchen of lust, / bedroom of grief, bathroom of apathy. / Sometimes the men - they come with keys, / and sometimes, the men - they come with hammers.]

[enchantedbook]

"Offering" by Ulla Thynell

[antigonick]

It murmurs inside. It murmurs. Inside is the pain of speech the pain to say. Larger still. Greater than is the pain not to say. To not say. Says nothing against the pain to speak. It festers inside. The wound, liquid, dust. Must break. Must void.

—Theresa Hak Kyung Cha, Dictee

[ant-08]

Love in Florence, Young Couple in an Affectionate Embrace on the Lungamo, Florence  by Vincenzo Balocchi