Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001

titsay
taylor price
KIROKAZE
todays bird
𓃗

pixel skylines

gracie abrams
One Nice Bug Per Day

Jimmy Eat World
Doug Jones

if i look back, i am lost

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
RMH
$LAYYYTER
d e v o n
sheepfilms
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

oozey mess
cherry valley forever
seen from United States
seen from Panama
seen from United States
seen from Austria

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Bangladesh

seen from Vietnam

seen from United Kingdom

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Australia

seen from United States

seen from France
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from Mexico
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Indonesia
@leelingslounge
Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001
“I wanted it so much. I don’t know why I wanted it so much.”
— Ernest Hemingway, Cat in the Rain
7 June 1926 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov
When you're born in a burning house, you think the whole world is on fire. But it's not.
“The language of flowers and silent things”
— Charles Baudelaire, from Elevation; Fleurs du Mal (tr. by William Aggeler), 1857
“The whole time I was hoping my silence would fit yours and exclamation marks would gently float across time and space so that boundaries would be crossed; the whole time I was praying you would read my eyes and understand what I was never able to understand. See, we were never about butterflies. We’ve always been about burning stars. All about us is unearthly and radiant.”
— 𝙰𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝙰𝚔𝚑𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚟𝚊, 𝙰𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚜: 𝙰 𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝙰𝚔𝚑𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚟𝚊
“maybe the goal was never to fix myself. maybe it was to finally accept myself.”
“Someone you haven’t even met yet is wondering what it’d be like to know someone like you.”
— Iain Thomas
Al-Saddiq Al-Raddi, from "Theatre" (trans. Sarah Maguire & Sabry Hafez) [ID'd]