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Meena Alexander, from a poem titled "Consider This Leaf," featured in House of a Thousand Doors: Poems & Prose Pieces
Moon on June 22nd (Strawberry Moon)
Pale spring became dazzling summer, with a tender, capricious sky and the fading flowers buried in a wash of summer grass.
Katherine Arden, from The Bear and the Nightingale
From June to December, Wendy Cope // Addictions, Lucy Dacus // Hot Night, Eileen Myles // Charlotte Eriksson (x)
Anna Kamienska, translated by Clare Cavanagh, from A Nest of Quiet: Notebooks
"the hallway of mosses" by briscoepark
Vladimir Mayakovsky, from a letter featured in "Love in the Heart of Everything; The Correspondence between Vladimir Mayakovsky & Lili Brik, 1915-1930,"
"I am tired," moaned the goddess.
– Marguerite Yourcenar, from “Kali Beheaded,” Oriental Tales (FSG, 1985)
“December’s immaculate coldness feels warm. December feels like blood.”
— Zinaida Nikolaevna Gippius, from Selections; “Finally, The Party At Rach,”
Dreamlike dark spirits
Georg Trakl, Poems and Prose: Poems from Der Brenner 1914/5; from 'The Thunderstorm', tr. Alexander Stillmark
Soir de Venise by Lise Charmel.
Manhattan is a Lenape Word, Natalie Diaz
Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Trapeze: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1947–1955
Mary Oliver, from Life Story in “A Thousand Mornings”
A.R. Ammons, from "Auditions", The Complete Poems of A.R. Ammons Volume 2: 1978-2005 [ID in ALT]
““I remember it as October days are always remembered, cloudless, maple-flavored, the air gold and so clean it quivers.””
— —Leif Enger, Peace Like a River (via juliettetang)