“Wild Geese”, by Mary Oliver

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“Wild Geese”, by Mary Oliver
Callista Buchen, “Taking Care”
Pina (2011)
"structural romanticism of what my life should be forgetting that it is, what it is,"
How to Cure a Ghost (Fariha Róisín)
' ...But the green was so green
And the blue was so blue
I was so I
And you were so you
The crisis was light
As a feather
Thanks for the dance
It was hell, it was swell
It was fun
Thanks for all the dances
One, two, three, one, two, three, one. '
“I have a photograph of you when we ate an orange in bed. What month was that in? What did you want from me? Every book is a book, is a thing you feel by yourself. You are here. I am alone in this poem.”
— Alex Dimitrov, You Were Blond Once (via sagmoonn)
“Make voyages. Attempt them. There's nothing else.” ― Tennesse Williams, Camino Real
acrylic & pen on paper
some things are always the same
Fariha Róisín, How to Cure a Ghost
I know you’ve got seven thousand photos of what you saw on your vacation, but did you SEE anything? -- Michael Lipsey
From Written on the Body by Jeanette Winterson
Palimpsest (ca. 2016)
To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
adrift / gel pens in sketchbook, Feb 2022
“I have lost and loved and won and cried myself to the person I am today.”
— Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps
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