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favourite poems about the forest?
edward thomas, “lights out”: i must enter, and leave, alone, / i know not how.
gabriele d’annunzio, “the rain in the pinewood”: rain falls on your black eyelashes / so that you seem to weep / but from pleasure
evie shockley, “where you are planted”: we settle into still pools of humidity, moss- / dark, beneath live oaks
amy gerstler, “bon courage”: a forest appears / to a young girl one morning as she combs / the dreams out of her hair.
richard levine, “in a blue wood”: the faceless couple in van gogh’s blue wood, is walking / where there is no path
siegfried sassoon, “dream-forest”: where sunshine flecks the green, / through towering woods my way / goes winding all the day.
robert frost, “stopping by woods on a snowy evening”: and miles to go before I sleep, / and miles to go before I sleep.
mary oliver, “sleeping in the forest” and “black oaks”: and you can’t keep me from the woods, from the tonnage / of their shoulders, and their shining green hair.
john keats, “ode to psyche”: far, far around shall those dark-cluster’d trees / fledge the wild-ridged mountains steep by steep
r.s. thomas, “forest dwellers”: who called them forth to walk / in the green light, their thoughts / on darkness?
léonie adams, “recollection of the wood”: toward that caress of the boughs a summer’s night / illimitable in fragrance and in sound.
gabriela mistral, “pine forest”: the night watches over its creatures, / except for the pine trees that never change.
kenneth rexroth, “falling leaves and early snow”: between the black pines lie narrow bands of moonlight, / glimmering with floating snow.
william carlos williams, “epitaph”
h.d., “the helmsman”: we forgot—we worshipped, / we parted green from green
cole swensen, “five landscapes”: the trees are half air. they fissure the sky;
pablo neruda, “lost in the forest”: wakening from the dreaming forest there, the hazel-sprig / sang under my tongue
atsuro riley, “thicket”: for darkling green; / for thorn-surround.
I really like this poem by Laura Gilpin, so I decided to illustrate it. I’m not sure it’s totally successful but it was an interesting experiment! 🐮🐮
Bride of Ice, Marina Tsvetaeva
Excerpt from The Complete Poems by Anne Sexton
Louise Glück
Excerpt from The Complete Poems by Anne Sexton
[image description: a quote from Selected Poems by Margaret Atwood.
‘You sliced me loose
and said it was Creation. I could feel the knife.]
“In March I’ll be rested, caught up and human.”
— Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. February 1953
articles and essays I keep coming back to:
“joy” by zadie smith (about, well, joy)
“roaming the greenwood” by colm tóibín (ostensibly a book review of the history of gay literature but actually just very incisive thoughts on…the history of gay literature)
“the murder of leo tolstoy” by elif batuman (about exactly what it says in the title)
“the love that dare not squeak its name” by david rakoff (about, i swear to god, stuart little)
“a room of one’s own” by virginia woolf (I mean, you know)
the entire lingua franca archive but in particular “bio hazard” by fred kaplan (about writing a biography of gore vidal) and “the stand” by daniel mendelsohn (about the role of a philosopher (martha nussbaum love of my life) in a colorado gay rights case in the 90s)
“the professor of parody” by martha nussbaum (about judith butler)
the marriage cure, katherine boo
new yorker insurers can evaluate your social media use—if they can prove why it’s needed, leslie scism
am i too weird and contradictory to find love?, heather havrilesky
a black legacy, wrapped up in fur, jasmine sanders
the rise and rise of the disposable black girlfriend, yomi adegoke
william goldman’s strange, sad, captivating children’s book about a girl and her blanket, rivka galchen
cyntonia brown: 15 years on – free at last?, lucy small
the vertical farm, ian frazier
why are young people pretending to love work?, erin griffith
american retail workers face mass layoffs, michael sainato
o’keeffe, and not just georgia, generating fresh buzz in art world, chadd scott
getting deep with jenny slate at sundance, rachel handler
murder in hospital parking garage shows danger. fbi confirms the risk, raquel rutledge
the ugly side of becoming a surgeon, dr yumiko kadota
the year that skincare became a coping mechanism, jia tolentino
the layoffs at buzzfeed and the case of the teen-aged quiz-maker, charles bethea
the art of decision-making, joshua rothman
massachusetts attorney general implicates family behind purdue pharma in opioid deaths, christine willmsen and martha bebinger
boston trial opens what could be year of reckoning for executives, joanna walters
do you keep a failure résumé? here’s why you should start, tim herrera
the family business that put nashville hot chicken on the map, paige williams
how capitalism turned women into witches, sady doyle
thawing of earth’s ‘3rd pole’ could affect 1.9 billion people, study says, thomson reuters
a suspense novelist’s trail of deceptions, ian parker
how taming cows and horses sparked inequality across the ancient world, lizzie wade
all the letters i’ll never send, clare sestanovich
how a mysterious beaumont, texas murder was solved, mark bowden
the cognitive upside to an extended adolescence, jessa gamble
all-female termite colonies reproduce without male input, katherine j. wu
what happens when a casual wine drinker sits in on the chronicle’s esteemed wine tasting panel?, maggie gordon
rising temperatures could melt most himalayan glaciers by 2100, kai schultz and bhadra sharma
european slaughter of native americans changed the climate, study says, lauren kent
the bizarre virtue—and the real problem—of the rise of instagram-centric ‘exhibits’, john semley
on friends who want to die, aisha mirza
obsessive compulsive disorder made cooking a compulsion. then it was my cure, david tamarkin
shining new light on the pineal gland
a day with complex post traumatic stress disorder, jody allard
scientists are working on a pill for loneliness, lauren entis
the gay history of america’s classic children’s books, jesse green
cbd-infused food and drinks have been banned from nyc restaurants and bars, helen holmes
human consciousness is supported by dynamic complex patterns of brain signal coordination
new study confirms beaked whales’ incredible diving abilities
i want to be so kind it echoes backwards in time and undoes the things that hurt you. i want to be so kind it radiates from me. i want to be so kind that i make someone else find faith in humanity again. there’s not much i can do, i’m small and weak and i only know so many words. but i know i can be kind. and sometimes, i believe, that changes the world.
Look at how every single morning I wake up & gaze at myself in the mirror. How I do not flinch. How I will not turn away.
— Topaz Winters, from “story,” poems for the sound of the sky before thunder
try a little tenderness, gordon marino
“If you have a deep scar, that is a door, if you have an old, old story, that is a door. If you love the sky and the water so much that you almost cannot bear it, that is a door. If you yearn for a deeper life, a full life, a sane life, that is a door.”
— Clarissa Pinkola Estés, from “Women who Run with the Wolves,” c. 1992