poemsandphysicsproblems

[poemsandphysicsproblems]

"You have gained a new source of enjoyment, and it is well to have as many holds upon happiness as possible."

-- Jane Austen (Northanger Abbey)

[poemsandphysicsproblems]

You must realize there are consequences for your attractions

[tbwhittles]

Blackout Poetry #28

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[windofmisery]

You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.

[poemsandphysicsproblems]

"We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright."

-- Ernest Hemingway (A Moveable Feast)

[cynthia-viv-deactivated20240204]

“You're the only person I've ever met who seems to have the faintest conception of what I mean when I say a thing.”

–Virginia Woolf

[poemsandphysicsproblems]

there's something very lovely about doing homework in bed in the late afternoon on a sunday while listening to beatles records and having a pumpkin spice candle lit and the sunlight slanting golden in through the window and the wind blowing and the bright red leaves on the trees and feeling very productive and peaceful and happy

[iamnotaware]

ok wait, reblog if you’ve cried at least once because of math, doesn’t matter which grade i’m trying to prove something 

[poemsandphysicsproblems]

One time in 1st grade I forgot that 3-2=1, and after I turned it in with the wrong answer I realized what it was, and my teacher wouldn't let me go back and change it and I cried. That was literally the only time I ever cried about math, but I guess it counts

[dark-romantics]

I don’t make the rules but hot girls read books

[poemsandphysicsproblems]

I was thinking about how poetry is all about the human experience, and that led to wondering about experiences that most people don't get to have. This all led me to wondering whether there were any poems written by astronauts, and I found this one, which I thought I'd share.

Last Day in Space

Tomorrow we light our rocket,           we burn our engines and likewise,                    burn a hole in the sky,                              And thus fall to Earth. How does one spend your last day in space?           Looking at Earth,                    a blue jewel surrounded by inky blackness,                              Pure Occipital Ecstasy. Unconstrained by your girth,           you fly with vestigial wings. The atmosphere on edge,           iridescent blue with no earthly parallel,                    Electrifying Diaphanous Beauty. Guarded by Sirens of Space,           singing saccharine songs,                    beckoning you to crash on the atmos-reef which tears you limb from limb                    and scorching what remains                             into cosmic croutons that sprinkle onto                                        the garden salad of Earth. One last feast out the window,           A looking glass of Wonderland. Offering both a portal to see your world,                    and a translucent reflection to see yourself. Contemplation;           what is your place in this world below,                    how do you change it,                              how does it change you. We are wedded to this planet,           until mass extinction we do part.                    Perhaps one planet is not enough. You study your charts,           we prepare our spaceship,                    and our minds. We make ready our descent,           into these seemingly gentle arms. The eager anticipation of hugging your wife,           your boys with grins followed by pouting faces,                    both excited to see you but not understanding why you left. Oh how does one spend your last day in Space.           What would you do?

-- Donald R. Pettit

(A NASA astronaut who has been on three space flights, with 370 days in space. I found this poem on the NASA website.)

[iamib21]

Why are you watching your cellphone

when there are so many stars in the sky?

[poemsandphysicsproblems]

my tbr is sitting at 22 books right now, and I don't know how I'm ever going to read them all because I keep buying more and more and more and more and more

[poemsandphysicsproblems]

I brought you cookies, but my ulterior motive is that now I get to see you smile

[poemsandphysicsproblems]

this... this hit me

this whole movie hit me, and it's not even the first time I've watched it

[praggya1993]

There's a place

For everything soft,

Its in your gaze

The way you focus on everything

Leaves me amazed,

As you make harshness go away

Even if the voices around are loud

And the actions rash,

They filter through your lens

As blunted moments

Never making you flinch

For a second,

You're like an open door

Radiating light that touches the skin

As tenderly as it can,

Revealing so many places and ideas

That are picturesque

As if divinely touched and felt.

[poemsandphysicsproblems]

I saw The Lumineers the other day (my favorite band), and I can tell you that post-concert depression is real

[fangs2you]

I heard if you make a post about blackout poetry someone will make blackout poetry of it.

come on little blackout poetry vampires come inside I invite you in

make some blackout poetry I want to see what you come up with

I’m ready for really good shit and that means hilarious ones

good shit is also just blackout poetry in general

chefs kiss

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