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jessica // library-dweller // reader, writer, picture-taker

[soracities]

November, the most beautiful month! Walking the streets, enveloped in a general lazy drizzle, shut off from the details around you, rendered impermeable, alone…

Mihail Sebastian, For Two Thousand Years (trans. Philip Ó Ceallaigh)

[indifferent-century]

Aurora Borealis, by Frederic Edwin Church, 1865

The Icebergs (The North), by Frederick Edwin Church, 1861

[thefugitivesaint]

Hannes Bok (1914-1964), ‘Beauty’s Beast’,  ’'Weird Tales’’, Vol. 35, #9, 1941 Source

[girlinlondon]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Nelly Sachs, tr. by Eric Plattner, from The Seeker: “Enigmas of Night,”

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

Well I’ll be damned Here comes your ghost again But that’s not unusual It’s just that the moon is full And you happened to call

Joan Baez, lyrics from “Diamonds and Rust,” Diamonds and Rust LP (A&M, 1975)

[memoryslandscape-deactivated202]

& all the sex we’ll never have is accumulating into a rain cloud that breaks & washes nothing away.

Anita Olivia Koester, from Sonnet “XI” of “Coronation,” Pittsburgh Poetry Review (no. 5, 2017)

[inferrance-deactivated20200120]

[sakrogoat]

Otto Greiner - Die Feilbietung (Devil Showing Woman to the People)

[sakrogoat]

Francisco de Goya y Lucientes -  Witches’ Sabbath (The Great He-Goat)

[sakrogoat]

Gabriel Ferrier - Le Serpent (Salammbô)

[sakrogoat]

Auguste Raynaud - La Nuit

[sakrogoat]

Gabriel Ferrier - Le Serpent (Salammbô)

[alrauna]

Thinloth (@thinloth)

[valtsv]

[anna--ahha]

[flyartproductions]

“I should have known back then, man, that I wasn’t gonna stop”

Scène de bataille, guerrier gaulois à cheval, Theodore Chasseriau / Dark Sky (Skyscrapers), Big Sean