new england love letter

for the poetry drinkers, trail blazers, & skinny dippers everywhere. i miss ya, nelpies.

[user463063738]

Never woulda thought New Hampshire would be this interesting.

[lumberjack-zack]

Turkerman Revine trail Mt. Washington 🏔🌲

[artbyscottohio-deactivated20250]

Mt. Washington Summit - New Hampshire

[quotemadness]

You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island of opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land; there is no other life but this.

Henry David Thoreau (via quotemadness)

[goodreadss]

Do not be too moral. You may chest yourself out of much life so. Aim above morality. Be not simply good; be good for something.

Henry David Thoreau (via goodreadss)

[bookmania]

Young writers should read books past bedtime and write things down in notebooks when they are supposed to be doing something else

Lemony Snicket (via bookmania)

[fridayskonundrum]

What, to the American slave, is your Fourth of July? I answer: a day that reveals to him, more than all other days in the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim. To him, your celebration is a sham; your boasted liberty, an unholy license; your national greatness, swelling vanity; your sounds of rejoicing are empty and heartless; your denunciation of tyrants, brass-fronted impudence; your shouts of liberty and equality, hollow mockery; your prayers and hymns, your sermons and thanksgivings, with all your religious parade and solemnity, are, to Him, mere bombast, fraud, deception, impiety, and hypocrisy-a thin veil to cover up crimes which would disgrace a nation of savages. There is not a nation of savages. There is not a nation on the earth guilty of practices more shocking and bloody than are the people of the United States at this very hour.

Fredrick Douglass. July 5th, 1852 Rochester, NY (via nosaucepartdeux)

[growing-orbits-blog]

Shapes In the longer view it doesn’t matter. However, it’s that having lived, it matters. So that every death breaks you apart. You find yourself weeping at the door of your own kitchen, overwhelmed by loss. And you find yourself weeping as you pass the homeless person head in hands resigned on a cement step, the wire basket on wheels right there. Like stopped film, or a line of Vallejo, or a sketch of the mechanics of a wing by Leonardo. All pauses in space, a violent compression of meaning in an instant within the meaningless. Even staring into the dim shapes at the farthest edge; accepting that blur. — Ruth Stone

[nancychow-blog]

It is the Meek that Valor wear Too mighty for the Bold.

Emily Dickinson, 1252 (via nancychow)

[katiek-ickass]

the road to mount chocorua new hampshire

[livefreeortour]

on the trail.

[camlampinen-deactivated20210306]

“Here in New England, the character is strong and unshakable.”

-Norman Rockwell

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[twopeach]

The Pond by Louise Gluck Night covers the pond with its wing. Under the ringed moon I can make out your face swimming among minnows and the small echoing stars. In the night air the surface of the pond is metal. Within, your eyes are open. They contain a memory I recognize, as though ...

[apoemaday]

by Walt Whitman

That which eludes this verse and any verse, Unheard by sharpest ear, unform’d in clearest eye or cunningest mind, Nor lore nor fame, nor happiness nor wealth, And yet the pulse of every heart and life throughout the world incessantly, Which you and I and all pursuing ever...