Ernst Ferdinand Oehme: Cathedral in Winter (1821)
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Ernst Ferdinand Oehme: Cathedral in Winter (1821)
Edith Wharton, from "Afterward" in The Collected Early Short Stories
“It will always be the first of September.”
— Marilyn Hacker, from Selected Poems 1965-1990 (via violentwavesofemotion)
Sinners dir. Ryan Coogler | 2025
I was addicted to getting dizzy. As an adult I twirl but when I get dizzy I take advantage of that brief moment to fly..
c lispector
my favorite part of arcane season 2 was when ekko and jinx got married and raised isha and ruled over zaun together. truly an amazing ending wouldn't change a thing haha
Mary Oliver, from new and selected poems, vol. Il
12 Days of Medieval Illuminations. Today, 11 medieval suns. (Getty Museum)
musings on november
Donald Miller, Holly Warburton, L. M. Montgomery, E. M. Forster, Anne Sexton, Kaye Donachie, Anne Sexton, Emilio Hernandez Martin, Maggie Stiefvater, Nina MacLaughlin (The Paris Review)
Marina Tsvetaeva, from a diary entry featured in Earthly Signs Moscow Diaries, 1917-1922
bouquet vending machine in korea.
I'm like a winged creature who is too rarely allowed to use its wings.
Anaïs Nin, in a diary entry written c. January 1943 featured in The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1939-1944
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It was the submerged woman of Lawrence’s book that lay coiled within her, at last exposed, sensitized, prepared as if by a multitude of caresses for the arrival of someone.
— Anais Nin, Delta of Venus