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Xuebing Du
Not today Justin
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Misplaced Lens Cap
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Love Begins
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tiny cuts.
05.26 - Ghostwoods
based on something I saw a bit back
Come, when the pale moon like a petal floats in the pearly dusk of spring,
Sara Teasdale, from "Come" in The Collected Poems of Sara Teasdale
AnaĂŻs Nin, in a diary entry written c. January 1921 in The Early Diary of AnaĂŻs Nin, 1920-1923
AnaĂŻs Nin, from a diary entry dated 27 March 1922 featured in The Early Diary of AnaĂŻs Nin, 1920-1923
"I don't wanna bother you"
Have you considered that this is how your presence feels?
Sara Mrad | Hymn to the Harvest
Herdwick sheep, crossing the beck - by James Rebanks (1974), English
Bluebird Garden Party.
Joy Sullivan, from Instructions for Traveling West: Poems; “Howl”
[ID: poem text reading,
"I am finally a woman willing to feed herself—light, bread, joy. Sometimes, you don't know that you're starving until you've had a proper meal. That's when your heart really begins to howl—when it learns what it's been missing."
/end ID.]
Gustave Doré
AmbroĹĽy Sabatowski - Apples (1917)
Caitlin Bailey, from Solve for Desire: Poems; “To G, after the party”
[Text ID: “I wonder / what it would have felt like to / have a choice, to choose love, / to hold anything with both hands. / It’a taken me this long / to say I want I want I want,”]
Julia de Burgos, tr. by Jack AgĂĽeros, from Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos; "Pentachrome"
[Text ID: "My longings burn me"]
IT’S ANGEL APRIL!!! THIS IS OUR MONTH!!
Eclipse of the Sun in Venice in July 8, 1842 by Ippolito Caffi.
Clouds over sunset in Lazise on July 13, 2017 by me Only 175 years, 5 days and 124 km apart