broken--poetry

"Do you take pride in the hurt? Does it make you feel large and tragic?" -John Steinbeck

[lilgivenchyprincess]

[a-joyfuljourney]

[heythereney]

[johnsteinbecks]

“I have longed for people before, I have loved people before. Not like this. It was not this. Give me a world, you have taken the world I was.”

— Anne Carson, from Tag (via violentwavesofemotion)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“I though I’d die / from being loved like that.”

— Marie Howe, from The Kingdom of Ordinary Time; “Annunciation,”

[heartcountry]

“That’s what poems are for, unlivable love.”

— Tess Gallagher, epigraph to “In Lilac-Light,” Midnight Lantern: New & Selected Poems (Graywolf Press, 2011)

[stylish-homes]

Tasting room at a California winery complete with grapevine root chandelier

via reddit

[starslp-deactivated20200216]

“I have made this mistake in my life…not once but twice I have loved someone more than my heart would bear.”

— Sebastian Faulks, Birdsong (via the-book-diaries)

[lifeinpoetry]

“For the longest / time I could not make it out of a poem alive This one is no different”

— Julian Randall, from “Icarus Imposter Syndrome,” Refuse

[bnmxfld]

David Nicholls / One Day

[quietlotus]

“Love is the whole thing.

We are only pieces.”

— Rumi

[alonesomes]

honestly I only ever go to the city to think about all the people I half loved who didn’t even half deserve it 🤗🙃🌸 #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #poemsofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/BpXgLJkB5ah/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=11t4rnqfld9ug

[fairydusted-blood]

“It’s just - eggshell love. Like birds sitting on a power line. One misstep and suddenly, everything is burning. I don’t want to set things on fire anymore. That’s all. That’s all.”

— Darshana Suresh, “Birds on a Power Line,” from Howling at the Moon (via shitiunderline)

[virtualrealitygf]

[lifeinpoetry]

“A love note that falls into the wrong hands? / Every poem I have ever written.”

— Erika Meitner, from “Double Sonnet Ending in New Testament,” Holy Moly Carry Me

[thereturnofastraea]

I’m jealous of the rain That falls upon your skin It’s closer than my hands have been I’m jealous of the rain I’m jealous of the wind That ripples through your clothes It’s closer than your shadow Oh, I’m jealous of the wind

[craz3r18-deactivated20181222]

Amazing Song! Hit Repeat