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[agreattime99]

[vancruejovi]

[bluesandbarebones]

If you stood in the crotch of a copper beech and inhaled the thick atmosphere after rain or just before rain and closed your eyes you might come to believe you were in that fabled garden we were given and later lost, and you might want to speak to all the wonders of our human inheritance, you might even want to say thanks for being a creation in a world of other creations. You might want no longer to be alone and misunderstood, and for that you needed poetry.

Philip Levine, from the essay "My Lost Poets"

[anotherblueday]

Jack Kerouac // "Don’t use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry."

[readmydesire]

a supermarket in california by allen ginsberg

[andrafantino]

[bestiolin]

Philippe-Jacques van Bree

[cirkinkadininutopyasi]

[sustancy]

[sustancy]

[halcyonhue]

I just want you all to know, that if and when this site does experience a real exodus and/or get sunsetted for good, even if we don't keep in touch I'll remember you so fondly. You're the online equivalent of the other kid on the beach where we built sandcastles together; the girl at the campsite where we explored the trees. You're the drunk person who shared kind words in the bathroom at the club, you're the talented artists at the life drawing class or the poetry night in a city where I don't live anymore. It makes me sad that maybe in the future our paths won't cross so easily, but even when we leave this little shared piece of cyberspace, carried away on our briefly intersecting trajectories, just know I still love you

[lamignonette]

[achillesinhighheels]

[achillesinhighheels]

[achillesinhighheels]

[red-lamb]

[blubalum]

A most welcome visitor