𝔄𝔟𝔧𝔢𝔠𝔱 𝔖𝔲𝔯𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯

⠀𝓒hronologically 𝓐mbiguous. 𝓛ate bloomer. Writer, general sasspot.

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“I want to live. I want to come to life again.”

— Simone de Beauvoir, tr. by Justin O’Brien, from “The Woman Destroyed,”

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“If pain can purify the heart, mine will be pure.”

— Mary Shelley, from “Mathilda,” originally published c. October 1812

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“Do not condemn me to the torture of loving you, losing you, and having life yet left to live.”

— María Josefa García Granados, tr. by Lina M. Ferreira, from “Farewell,”

[crawlingbetweenearthandheaven]

“There’s something soft in me— / we killed it and it’s rotting.”

— Cassandra de Alba, from “A Barbie Dream House But All the Dolls Are Kitchen Knives,” published in Underblong (via lifeinpoetry)

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“I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy.”

— Charles Baudelaire, The Flowers of Evil

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Photo by Félix Thiollier, ca. 1899.

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Ruins of Tintern Abbey (1823-59 - Lithograph on paper) - by Louis Haghe, after A. Brooks 

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Some of Wilfred Owen’s notes left in a draft of his unfinished poem, “Strange Meeting,” which was written in the months leading up to his death in 1918 (x)

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“Her ancient gestures, her perfume, the infinite intimacy of her rage,”

— Christina Peri-Rossi, tr. by Carol Thickstunt, from “The Bacchante,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

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19th Century 3D stereo card, by the Keystone View Company (“Diana” 1879 by Lefebvre)

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— Percy Bysshe Shelley, ‘Orpheus’

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Percy Bysshe Shelley, Alastor, or The Spirit of Solitude (1816)

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John Keats, in a letter to Percy Bysshe Shelley

(August 16, 1820)

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‘Ever, dearest Mary, yours affectionately.’

from Percy Shelley’s last letter to Mary Shelley, 4 July 1822, Pisa