the kingdom will fall for a song

Rosie, 27; I sang a song so beautiful the stones wept & they let me in and i can sing us home again.

[littleyellowleaves]

goat and sheep in some kind of dream space ☁️

[ashleyslorens]

EVA NOBLEZADA as EURYDICE HADESTOWN

[principleofplenitude]

“As soon as you begin to ask the question, Who loves me? you are completely screwed, because the next question is How Much? and then it is hundreds of hours later, and you are still hunched over your flowcharts and abacus, trying to decide if you have gotten enough. This is the loneliest job in the world: to be an accountant of the heart. It is late at night. You are by yourself, and all around you, you can hear the sounds of people moving in and out of love, pushing the turnstiles, putting their coins in the slots, paying the price which is asked, which constantly changes. No one knows why.”

— Tony Hoagland, “The Loneliest Job in the World”

[spotconln]

Here’s how it’ll work: as we print the papes, Race, you’ll let the fellas in, and they’ll spread them to every workin’ kid in New York. After that? After that, it’s up to them.

[thoodleoo]

tired of talking about patroclus/achilles as everyone's favorite relationship in the iliad. if we're going to ship ancient homeric war criminals we should go for the worst possible option and start shipping agamemnon/odysseus

[thoodleoo]

menelaus: why does odysseus call you babygirl

agamemnon: how about we stop talking for a little while

[polartss]

naps with dream cows? Ronan Lynch is a cottagecore boi 

[totallynotpuri]

Have you guys seen the James Webb telescope pictures yet?

[roadmotel]

Anne Carson, Eras of Yves Klein

[catilinas]

Ada Limón, Bright Dead Things

[stoppit-keepout]

[img of a poem titled “Lies about Sea Creatures”: I lied about the whales. Fantastical blue water-dwellers, big, slow moaners of the coastal. I never saw them. Not once that whole frozen year. Sure, I saw the raw white gannets hit the waves so hard it could have been a showy blow hole. But I knew it wasn’t. Sometimes, you just want something so hard you have to lie about it, so you can hold it in your mouth for a minute, how real hunger has a real taste. Someone once told me gannets, those voracious sea birds of the North Atlantic chill, go blind from the height and speed of their dives. But that, too, is a lie. Gannets never go blind and they certainly never die.]

[gaal-dornick]

I know how I wanna spend the time I’ve got left. You’re gonna spend it with us, Andy.

[moxyphinx]

COMPANY  dir. Marianne Elliott

[moxyphinx]

♫ Being Alive ♫ KATRINA LENK on Late Night with Seth Meyers

[coldasyou]

AND ON THE ROAD TO HELL THERE WAS A RAILROAD LINE (insp)

[kailysander]

Circe

[echochamber]

an artistic interpretation of exactly what he’s talking about

[I.D.: An image of Laurey and Curly from the 2019 revival of Oklahoma! Laurey is a Black woman in her 30s with medium-dark skin and long curly dark hair. Curly is a white man in his 30s with short curly dark hair.  Laurey smiles, her eyes closed, she dances to the music that Curly plays on his guitar. Curly looks at her smiling, slightly slouching. Laurey’s hand almost reaches his arm. They have a text  ‘Don’t dance all night with me…’ written above them in small cursive. End I.D.]

[dykerightsmp3]

you know what line from Shakespeare makes me go feral. that one line that’s like “I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy eyes (and also I will go with thee to thy Uncle)” from Much Ado About Nothing because like. that line is objectively really funny because Beatrice is just talking about going with Benedick to have a conversation with her uncle and he’s. being an overdramatic bitch again. but the other thing is that. that line is so unbearably tender. imagine you ask someone to go with you to your uncle’s and they seriously tell you not only do they want to do that but they also want to die in your lap and be buried in your eyes, sort of in a joking tone but also completely meaning it. i cant think about that too long or ill absolutely go insane

[pearlsthatwereeyes]

Yes, but also! There’s a whole nother layer here where “die in your lap” is Elizabethan slang. To an Elizabethan, “die” also means “have an orgasm.” Which makes that line even more of a journey. It starts as overdramatic and tender (”I will live in thy heart”), quickly turns into a really explicit dirty talk (”die in thy lap”), and then plays off that double-meaning to dovetail back into really over-the-top romance (”be buried in thy eyes”). Beatrice, meanwhile, is obviously not having any of this because she actually really urgently needs to get to her uncle’s house, whether Benedick comes with her or not, so he finally concedes that this is not the time or place and answers her question (”and moreover, I will go with thee to thy uncle’s”).

[lightandharmony]

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never not thinking about Katrina’s ‘Marry Me A Little’