[loveridden1999]

― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Sensible Thing

[dreamstars]

[apoemaday]

Adult Grief

by Louise Glück

Because you were foolish enough to love one place, now you are homeless, an orphan in a succession of shelters. You did not prepare yourself sufficiently. Before your eyes, two people were becoming old; I could have told you two deaths were coming. There has never been a parent kept alive by a child's love.

Now, of course, it's too late -- you were trapped in the romance of fidelity. You kept going back, clinging to two people you hardly recognized after what they'd endured.

If once you could have saved yourself, now that time's past: you were obstinate, pathetically blind to change. Now you have nothing: for you, home is a cemetery. I've seen you press your face against the granite markers -- you are the lichen, trying to grow there. But you will not grow, you will not let yourself obliterate anything.

[talonabraxas]

Full moon at the Temple of Poseidon in Sounio, Greece

[folklorespring]

Workers' Day parade, May 1, 1986, Kyiv, 5 days after Chornobyl disaster. Soviet authorities insisted on mass events and concealed what actually happened at the Chornobyl NPP, creating an illusion that it was a minor accident that was taken care of. Thousands of people took part in the celebrations while the wind was carrying a radioactive cloud toward Kyiv.

[start-anywhere]

“I doubt that any of us transition simply because we want to “be” women, in some abstract, academic way. I certainly didn’t. I transitioned for gossip and compliments, lipstick and mascara, for crying at the movies, for being someone’s girlfriend, for letting her pay the check or carry my bags, for the benevolent chauvinism of bank tellers and cable guys, for the telephonic intimacy of long-distance female friendship, for fixing my makeup in the bathroom flanked like Christ by a sinner on each side, for sex toys, for feeling hot, for getting hit on by butches, for that secret knowledge of which dykes to watch out for, for Daisy Dukes, bikini tops, and all the dresses, and, my god, for the breasts. But now you begin to see the problem with desire: we rarely want the things we should.”

— On Liking Women | Issue 30 | n+1

[mismedleym]

animated version of moon eyes for her one year anniversary

[metamorphesque]

genocide, tathev simonyan

[pmamtraveller]

The Fate of Ophelia

[soracities]

Theodore Roethke, from "Vernal Sentiment", The Collected Poems of Theodore Roethke [ID'd]

[ryebreadgf]

something something the poetry of science etc

[ryebreadgf]

woah

[synqra]

'Rainbow pool' at Congaree National Park - result of decaying vegetation, especially cypress cones and needles, that release their natural oils

[weltenwellen]

Dreams in April Traci Brimhall

[ecrituria]

Ever since I took a class on material culture and the significance of things and objects in our lives, I’ve started taking note of relevant readings I come across. For those interested, below is a partial list:

Objects of Despair: Inspired by Roland Barthes, Meghan O’Gieblyn’s monthly column examines contemporary artifacts and the mythologies we have built around them.

Fake Meat | Mirrors | Mars | Drones | The 10,000-Year Clock

Concrete: The Most Destructive Material on Earth (more on The Guardian’s “Concrete Week”)

The Unfortunate Fate of Childhood Dolls by Rainer Maria Rilke

AirPods Are a Tragedy

Thinging the Real: On Bill Brown’s “Other Things”

Sum Effects: “Personal or real, tangible or intangible, durable, hard, soft, consumable, or perishable: my grandmother owned none of it. Goldyne Alter died with no possessions.”

A janitor rescued migrants’ possessions from a border facility’s trash. Now they’re art.

Evocative Objects: Things We Think With, ed. by Sherry Turkle

Friendly Floatees

Great Pacific garbage patch

Plastic: an autobiography by Allison Cobb

Curating the Anthropocene: “Imagine a future archeologist on a dig in what was once downtown Los Angeles, excavating, exposing layers of history, like the paleontologists at the La Brea Tar Pits are doing today, finding bones of saber-toothed cats, mammoth, and dire wolves. What does the archeologist of the future find?”

[camillepagliadisliker]

The System of Objects by Jean Baudrillard

My master thesis on The Bed

[faunlord]

I’m in a class called Object Design rn so this is very useful to me and also I have a few more!

Fewer Better Things by Glenn Adamson

The Carrier Bag Theory of Fiction by Ursula K. Le Guin

Queer Phenomenology by Sara Ahmed (full disclosure this was an assigned reading and a lot of the heavier philosophical stuff started to go over my head but if that’s your thing it is interesting!)

The Bureau of Suspended Objects by Jenny Odell

[roserosette]

Song of the Forest, 1963, Viktor Ivchenko

[forbearing]

thank you anais nin

[weltenwellen]

Joy Sullivan, “My Mother Says Kissing a Man Without a Mustache Is Like Eating Eggs Without Salt”, Instructions for Traveling West