P A G I N A T I O N

an intellectual

[weltenwellen]

An Interview with Richard Siken

[pnglove]

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Writing exercise from the wonderful Stephen Dunn in The Practice of Poetry, ed.s Robin Behn and Chase Twichell (William Morrow, 2013).

[imisseveryoneiveevermet]

[writhez]

More Joan of arc renderings

I’m enjoying trying this new collage style but its versy strange still to be working on the computer and not by hand

[dreamstars]

[academic-vampire]

𝔦𝔠𝔢𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔢 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔞 𝔡𝔞𝔶

[academic-vampire]

𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔲𝔰

[theorangepdf]

i love adding books to my "currently reading" on goodreads and then not reading them

[academic-vampire]

𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔟𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔰 & 𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔞𝔯𝔱

[midnightinshadow]

[fangorn-forest]

not enough secret gardens and hidden passageways and bookshelves that open to a mysterious library these days. get working on that girls.

[midnightinshadow]

[academic-vampire]

𝔰𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔱𝔲𝔡𝔶 𝔰𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔬𝔫

[cranberrywren]

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊

[metamorphesque]

this is what it means to be human

Everything, Mary Oliver

The Breathing, Denise Levertov

A Prayer by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

The Laughing Heart by Charles Bukowski

Like a Small Café, That’s Love by Mahmoud Darwish (translated by Mohammad Shaheen)

Having a Coke with You by Frank O’Hara

Eating Together by Li-Young Lee

The Orange by Wendy Cope

The Quiet Machine, Ada Limón

To Go Mad, Paruyr Sevak

Our Beautiful Life When It’s Filled with Shrieks by Christopher Citro

Hammond B3 Organ Cistern, Gabrielle Calvocoressi

Peace XVIII, Khalil Gibran

Your Unripe Love, Paruyr Sevak (from “Anthology of Armenian poetry")

Here and Now by Peter Balakian

Ich finde dich (I find you) by Rainer Maria Rilke

The Thing Is by Ellen Bass

One Art by Elizabeth Bishop

Miss you. Would like to take a walk with you. by Gabrielle Calvocoressi

I Want to Write Something So Simply by Mary Oliver

What's Not to Love by Brendan Constantine

Where does such tenderness come from? by Marina Tsvetaeva

You Are Tired (I Think) by E. E. Cummings

Living With the News by W.S.Merwin

What the Living Do by Marie Howe

[mournfulroses]

Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in The Diary of Anais Nin, Volume 3 1939-1944