[loveridden1999]

what if it all worked out in my favour

[heatherwitch]

Ray Bradbury’s short story “There Will Come Soft Rains” that was written in 1950 is set on the day of August 4th, 2026 (tomorrow)!! Now’s your chance to read it around the time it’s based in!

Audio: A recording of Leonard Nimoy reading it on Internet Archive.

Text: A PDF version.

Graphic Novel: On Internet Archive.

[roychewtoy]

my watery friend... are you too brushed with the pattern of the dappled light...?

[gumy-shark]

playing stupid games but im really bad at them so im not even winning the stupid prizes

[dethpsun]

Mini Paintings Lot 88 by Deth P. Sun. MMXXV

[disterbia]

[ruhrohrexia]

i wont worry about it i say to myself with the always worried disorder

[sixpenceee]

 "Now I know something you don’t", Mt Hope Cemetery, Rochester NY

[jakeperalta]

Best Cinematography: Train Dreams (2025) — cinematography by Adolpho Veloso

[firstfullmoon]

could you please recommend any poems that convey the experience of having a crush? i just realised that i have such a horrendous crush on someone and i do not know what to do about it at all, but maybe some poetry will help!

having a crush rocks actually. the pleasure & the agony’s all mine etc.

“Party” by Kim Addonizio

“O Small Sad Ecstasy of Love” “Short Talk on Le Bonheur d’être bien aimée” and “Short Talk on the Sensation of Airplane Takeoff” by Anne Carson

“Come, And Be My Baby” by Maya Angelou

“Lies About Sea Creatures” and “The End of Poetry” by Ada Limón

“Love Comes Quietly” by Robert Creeley

“Asking About You” by Eloise Klein Healy

[worldscoolest]

[metamorphesque]

when I am among the trees, mary oliver (read by amanda palmer)

made by yours truly

[metamorphesque]

When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such hints of gladness. I would almost say that they save me, and daily.

I am so distant from the hope of myself, in which I have goodness, and discernment, and never hurry through the world but walk slowly, and bow often.

Around me the trees stir in their leaves and call out, “Stay awhile.” The light flows from their branches.

And they call again, “It's simple,” they say, “and you too have come into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled with light, and to shine.”

[kosmogrl]

[asoftwrongness]

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[metamorphesque]

― Claire Keegan, Small Things Like These

[danielita9]

What ive been smoking on

[miamaimania]

“Tours Aillaud Portholes ~ Paris (2023) ⊚ Where round windows slice sky from steel”