honey, honey

angela | thirty | she/her

[feral-ballad]

Maria Isabel Barreno, Maria Teresa Horta, and Maria Velho da Costa, tr. by Helen R. Lane, from The Three Marias: New Portuguese Letters; “Third Letter I”

[victusinveritas]

This is a real picture taken by photographer Keinichi Ohno. It's a single photo of a bird standing at the edge of some water with a wall and its reflection creating a fascinating optical illusion.

[lucidloving]

Brenda Hillman, "Escape & Logic" // Ocean Vuong, On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous // Louise Glück, "Timor Mortis" // @/art.of.between on ig // Sylvia Plath, "Dialogue Between Ghost And Priest" // @mun-dane, "on love arriving unannounced" // Florence + the Machine – Girls Against God // Virginia Woolf // Molly Brodak, "Molly Brodak" // Jane Austen, Emma

[anthropoetics]

readings: essays & articles

reassuring ghosts and haunted houses

fish recorded singing dawn chorus on reefs just like birds

what people around the world dream about

poet and philosopher david whyte on anger, forgiveness, and what maturity really means

oranges are orange, salmon are salmon

how memories persist where bodies and even brains do not

the avant-garde musical legacy of the moomins

the weight of our living: on hope, fire escapes, and visible desperation

disturbed minds and disruptive bodies

what is better ー a happy life or a meaningful one?

after my dad died, i started sending him emails. months later, someone wrote me back

on the igbo art of storytelling

what the caves are trying to tell us

promethean beasts — how animal uses of fire help illuminate human pyrocognition

the art of loving and losing female friends

on memorizing poetry

the ecological imagination of hayao miyazaki

reading in the age of constant distraction

holly warburton illustrates tender moments of love and light

romancing the fig: what one fruit can tell us about love, life and human civilization

mystery and birds: 5 ways to practice poetry

can a plant remember? this one seems to — here's the evidence

why female cannibals frighten and fascinate

when you give a tree an email adress

fear not — horror movies build community and emotional resilience

[metamorphesque]

Liu Xiaodong, The Lovers

[ashstfu]

i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever

[pansoph]

@vape-president U can't leave this one in the tags chief

[weltenwellen]

Kai Cheng Thom, from "to a lost sister", Falling Back in Love with Being Human: Letters to Lost Souls

[quezify]

rot series.... part 2!!! really happy with how these turned out! i focused more on texture this time, trying to capture that orange peel feel 🍊 i'm also so stoked with the glazes i bought, they're exactly what i was looking for (even if i need to work on coverage with the mold portions.) i think next run through i'm going to really push the shapes and attempt lids...

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— v, from “excerpt from a book i will never write” (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[a-quiet-green-agreement]

I became demented about his body in nonsexual contexts. If his shirt lifted and his trousers dragged when he was trying to reach a high shelf, revealing a crescent moon of hip bone, my heart would beat so hard I could basically chew it. The mole on his throat had me writing poetry. Watching him fumble for his cigarettes in his pockets was an incredible experience. By contrast, he liked watching me shower, and I just let him.

– Kaliane Bradley, The Ministry of Time

[metamorphesque]

haiku #13, tathev simonyan

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Marguerite Duras, "The Ravishing of Lol Stein," pub. c. 1964 (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[rubenista]

Lorenzo Monaco, Saint Francis Receiving the Stigmata (detail), 1420. Tempera on panel, 87 × w 61.5cm. Rijksmuseum, Amsterdam.

[theoptia]

Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-27

Text ID: I observe how much I have matured since last year despite my belief that I was losing myself, how something strong was born from the painful experiences survived and from the numerous minutes that I believed were wasted.

[birdmans]

these violent delights have violent ends

Romeo + Juliet - Baz Luhrmann

[389]

The Kiaat Tree (Pterocarpus angolensis, also called “bloodwood”) releases red sap when cut. Species of Pterocarpus native to southern Africa, in Angola, Mozambique, Namibia, South Africa, Swaziland, Tanzania, Zaire, Zimbabwe, and Zambia.

[geryone]

Eating the Archive, Yousif M. Qasmiyeh