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Yearning
Sea Side | August 17,2024
The Bollywood I love <3
Ada Limón, from “Sometimes I Think My Body Leaves a Shape in the Air”, The Carrying: Poems
DECEMBER
chandrama deshmukh, a teaspoon of stars / claude monet, snow scene at argenteuil, 1875 / counting crows, a long december / anna mary ‘grandma’ robertson moses, snow ball / natalie diaz, manhattan is a lenape word / laetitia de haas, birds in a winter garden / fritz ward, love letter from inside fatherhood / nate klug, advent / serhiy shyshko, saint volodymyr’s hill / w. s. merwin, song of three smiles / charlotte joan sternberg, home through the pines ii / mike chasar, conches on christmas / alfred sisley, la maison sous la neige, 1878 / robert creeley, the door / claude monet, the magpie / sarah kay, winter without you
Claude Monet was right.
I must have flowers,always,and always.
June, July, August. Every day, we hear their laughter. I think of the painting by van Gogh, the man in the chair. Everything wrong, and nowhere to go. His hands over his eyes.
August by Mary Oliver
“We live in the void of metamorphoses, but the echo that runs through the day… that echo beyond time, anguish or caress. Are we near to our conscience, or far from it?”
Jurdan♡
Come home. Come home and break my heart if you must. Just come home.
Then the voice in my head said
Whether you love what you love
Or live in divided ceaseless revolt against it
What you love is your fate.
“I want to be like water. I want to slip through fingers, but hold up a ship.”
— Michelle Williams
"Another lover hits the universe. The circle is broken. But with death comes rebirth. And like all lovers and sad people, I am a poet."
- Allen Ginsberg
"Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood ".
George Orwell, 1984
give to those
who have nothing
to give to you
-rupi kaur, milk & honey
Some days I'm Van Gogh's "Starry Night".
Other nights, I'm just his suicide note.
The greatest thing you can ever give someone is to be the one safe thought in their anxious head.