Festivalshrine

[peaceinthestorm]

Józef Pankiewicz (1866-1940, Polish) ~ Swans in the Saski Garden at Night, 1896

[Source: artvee.com]

[peaceinthestorm]

Romaine Brooks (1874-1970, American) ~ Spring (La Primavera), 1910-13

[peaceinthestorm]

Odilon Redon (1840 -1916, French) ~ Five Butterflies, 1912 [Source: nga.gov]

Kotaro Migishi (1903-1934, Japanese) ~ Butterflies Flying above Clouds, 1934 [Source: momat.go.jp]

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Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals

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Ada Limón, “Instructions on Not Giving Up” in The Carrying: Poems (originally published in 2017)

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Mary Oliver, from “Late Spring” in Felicity: Poems

[petaltexturedskies]

If you are in the garden, I will dress myself in leaves. If you are in the sea I will slide into that smooth blue nest, I will talk fish, I will adore salt. But if you are sad, I will not dress myself in desolation. I will present myself with all the laughters I can muster. And if you are angry I will come, calm and steady, with some small and easy story.

Mary Oliver, from "Rhapsody Part 7" in The Leaf and The Cloud: A Poem

[petaltexturedskies]

Margaret Atwood, from "The Woman Who Could Not Live With Her Faulty Heart" in Selected Poems II: 1976-1986

[chucklingpecan]

[mournfulroses]

Jane Hirshfield, from a poem titled "Standing Deer," featured in The Asking: New and Selected Poems

[soundcarvings]

Feeling complicated. Do I want it or do I just wish I did?

[wildchildskyhigh]

[icecreamwithjackdaniels]

Hans Gude (Norwegian, 1825–1903), "Fresh Breeze on the Norwegian Coast" (details), 1876

[peaceinthestorm]

Léon Bonvin (1834-1866, French) ~ Hawthorn Trees in front of a Nocturnal Landscape with Houses in the Background, 1864 (Watercolor with gum heightening, and iron-gall ink.)

[Source: art.thewalters.org]

[mournfulroses]

Makenzie Campbell, from a poem featured in "2 a.m. Thoughts," originally published in 2017

[yeesiine]

The intimacy of someone waiting for you the whole day just to have a small conversation with you.

[podencos]

Spiritually I am curled up on a porch swing as a soft breeze caresses my cheek