The World’s Loneliest Whale Sings the Loudest Song by Noor Hindi
One Nice Bug Per Day
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The World’s Loneliest Whale Sings the Loudest Song by Noor Hindi
Omar Ziyadeh, “Nobody Can Identify Their Own Remains, and I Am Unable to Identify My Own” (tr. from Arabic by Alice S. Yousef) [ID’d]
“We know of course there’s really no such thing as the ‘voiceless’. There are only the deliberately silenced, or the preferably unheard.”
— Arundhati Roy, The 2004 Sydney Peace Prize Lecture, 4 November 2004
i wake up thirsty and i think of palestine. i go to the doctor’s office and i think of palestine. a sign in the corner of the waiting room says ‘this is a place of healing, disruptive behavior will not be tolerated’ and i think of palestine. they probably weren’t thinking of bombs and snipers and mass graves in parking lots. i call my parents and i think of palestine. i drive to the grocery store and i think of palestine. i look at the clear blue sky and i think of palestine. i put the dishes away and i think of palestine. i feed my cat and i think of palestine. i listen to music and i think of palestine. i read poetry and i think of palestine. i text my friends and i think of palestine. i think of palestine and i think of palestine and i think of palestine
by mahmoud darwish
So here’s what I’ve got, the reasons why our marriage might work: Because you wear pink but write poems about bullets and gravestones. Because you yell at your keys when you lose them, and laugh, loudly, at your own jokes. Because you can hold a pistol, gut a pig. Because you memorize songs, even commercials from thirty years back and sing them when vacuuming. You have soft hands. Because when we moved, the contents of what you packed were written inside the boxes. Because you think swans are overrated and kind of stupid. Because you drove me to the train station. You drove me to Minneapolis. You drove me to Providence. Because you underline everything you read, and circle the things you think are important, and put stars next to the things you think I should think are important, and write notes in the margins about all the people you’re mad at and my name almost never appears there. Because you make that pork recipe you found in the Frida Kahlo Cookbook. Because when you read that essay about Rilke, you underlined the whole thing except the part where Rilke says love means to deny the self and to be consumed in flames. Because when the lights are off, the curtains drawn, and an additional sheet is nailed over the windows, you still believe someone outside can see you. And one day five summers ago, when you couldn’t put gas in your car, when your fridge was so empty—not even leftovers or condiments— there was a single twenty-ounce bottle of Mountain Dew, which you paid for with your last damn dime because you once overheard me say that I liked it.
— Matthew Olzmann, “Mountain Dew Commercial Disguised as a Love Poem”
Where are you? I need a solitary room with you in it. Wall me in. Lie down on me.
— Derric Austin, from Trouble the Water; “Devotions”
“You may be miles away, but I still listen for your pulse wherever I go.”
— Noor Shirazie (via noorshirazie)
“And sweeter than the sweetest song, Is this tender silence between me and you.”
— Anna Akhmatova, excerpt of On the Hard Crests (tr. by Lyn Coffin)
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Because it's winter and this reminded me of you!! @jjonesin4 @lurker-no-more @alicat-gotyourtongue ❤❤
Bead Embroidered Art Hoops / Pendants
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Can’t Help Falling in Love by thecritters
Miniature Painter’s Boards
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Oh my gosh I just saw this one!! Soooo pretty!!😍😍😍 @lurker-no-more
“Forest Sampler” - machine quilted paper, hand embroidery, paper sculpture, beading. Displayed in an antique printer’s tray. by Lost Lake Studio
Here for some next level prettiness!! Thank you for this my darling @lurker-no-more 😍😍
Oh hell yeah that’s what the fuck I’m talking about All handmade by an artist in Japan named Kiyomi. Check out her instagram: https://www.instagram.com/chiisanashiawase2015/
They’re so exquisite and perfect! @honestlyhappymoon!
What is this sorcery?! I could just sit and stare at these all day😭😭😭 @lurker-no-more
Completely unironically this is one of my new favorite pieces of literature
@alicat-gotyourtongue this made me think of you😁🐱🐱