sweet as the wind in the heather

Hi. I'm J.A. Mock, but you can call me Jane. This blog features my poetry and other silly little creative projects.

[transangelicism]

regarding the röttgen pietà, elle emerson

[halogen2]

I THINK LOVE IS SOMETHING / THAT HAPPENS TO OTHER PEOPLE - Michael Gray Bulla

[candiedspit]

I wrote this three years ago! What!

[candiedspit]

wrote when i was 17 <333

[jane-mock]

It’s sweet how you are so

Easy to love, but you find it so difficult.

I want to pour my love and devotion into you,

I want to love you enough for us both. 

[jane-mock]

[jane-mock]

The smell of the blooming jasmine

and me, falling in love with you

like the way the spring unfurls

in bright, tender leaves

vulnerable in its newness,

but determined.

Like the way a caterpillar 

has to digest everything,

even its old caterpillar eyes

during metamorphosis,

maybe the me in the fullness of my love for you

must first digest the me I was

before I knew the soft animal of your body. 

Maybe the me that emerges from the cocoon 

will be bright and tender in her newness,

wings unfurling bright and honest

and ready to tell you.     

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[jane-mock]

What I Didn’t Know Before by Ada Limón

[weltenwellen]

Carmen Maria Machado, In the Dream House

[lelif]

the beauty of life

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[themindmovement]

“I’m just, you know, kind of happy in the doing of things. Even just having a great cup of coffee is happiness. Getting an idea, or realizing an idea. Working on a painting…working on a piece of sculpture, working on a film. One thing I noticed is that many of us, we do what we call work for a goal. For a result. And in the doing, it’s not that much happiness. And yet that’s our life going by. If you’re transcending every day, building up that happiness, it eventually comes to: it doesn’t matter what your work is. You just get happy in the work. You get happy in the little things and the big things. And if the result isn’t what you dreamed of, it doesn’t kill you, if you enjoyed the doing of it. It’s important that we enjoy the doing of our life.”

— David Lynch

[tenisperfection]

Sometimes, if you’re lucky, there will be a tree outside your bedroom window. It is very important to romanticize this tree as much as possible.

[castrotophic]

not sure if anyone is interested in this but here is a list of the most joyfully vital poems I know :)

You're the Top by Ellen Bass

Grand Fugue by Peter E. Murphy

Our Beautiful Life When It's Filled with Shrieks by Christopher Citro

Everything Is Waiting For You by David Whyte

Lawrence Ferlinghetti Is Alive! by Emily Sernaker

Instructions for Assembling the Miracle by Peter Cooley

Catalogue of Unabashed Gratitude by Ross Gay

Barton Springs by Tony Hoagland

Footnote to Howl by Allen Ginsberg

Song of the Open Road by Walt Whitman

Tomorrow, No, Tomorrower by Bradley Trumpfheller

At Last the New Arriving by Gabrielle Calvocoressi

To a Self-Proclaimed Manic Depressive Ex-Stripper Poet, After a Reading by Jeannine Hall Gailey

In the Presence of Absence by Richard Widerkehr

Chillary Clinton Said 'We Have to Bring Them to Heal' by Cortney Lamar Charleston

Midsummer by Charles Simic

Today by Frank O'Hara

Naturally by Stephen Dunn

Life is Slightly Different Than You Think It Is by Arthur Vogelsang

Ode to My Husband, Who Brings the Music by Zeina Hashem Beck

The Imaginal Stage by D.A. Powell

Lucky Life by Gerald Stern

Beginner's Lesson by Malcolm Alexander

Presidential Poetry Briefing by Albert Haley

A Poem for Uncertainties by Mark Terrill

On Coming Home by Lisa Summe

G-9 by Tim Dlugos

Five Haiku by Billy Collins

The Fates by David Kirby

Upon Receiving My Inheritance by William Fargason

Variation on a Theme by W. S. Merwin

Easy as Falling Down Stairs by Dean Young

Psalm 150 by Jericho Brown

Pantoum for Sabbouha by Zeina Hashem Beck

ASMR by Corey Van Landingham

A Welcome by Joanna Klink

From Blossoms by Li-Young Lee

At Church, I Tell My Mom She’s Singing Off-Key and She Says, by Michael Frazier

Hammond B3 Organ Cistern by Gabrielle Calvocoressi

Sorrow Is Not My Name by Ross Gay

You Can't Have It All by Barbara Ras

We Were Emergencies by Buddy Wakefield

To the Woman Crying Uncontrollably In the Next Stall by Kim Addonizio

Monet Refuses the Operation by Lisel Mueller

The City Limits by A.R. Ammons

There Is a Lake Here by Clint Smith

[havingapoemwithyou]

fledgling by Traci Brimhall

[doreenchloepoetry]

[kiisuuumii]

@kiisuuumii (love letter)

[stjudy]

i’m like [this is a love story] [if we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known] [self recognition through The Other] [it’s rotten work not to me not if it’s you] [don’t you think there is always something unspoken between two people?] [ON PURPOSE, ON PURPOSE I AM GOING TO CARE ABOUT YOU] [don’t you think maybe they are the same thing? love and attention?] [i will take good care of you i will take good care of you everything you feel is good if you would only let you] [i’d take care of you if you’d asked me to in a year or two]

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[beingharsh]