[local-deadpoet-deactivated20260]

good morning my sexy poets let’s carpe this diem

[antoniettabrandeisova]

Vase with Irises, c. 1890. Vincent van Gogh

[immortalxsuffering]

31.12.2017 - Speyer, Germany. 

[ahududulugazoz]

[maliusaidh]

[moosiala-deactivated20250927]

[filmaticbby]

Twin Peaks (1990-1991)

[mournfulroses]

Huang O, from a poem titled "To The Tune Of Plucking A Cinnamon Branch,," featured in Women Poets of China

[nixscriptum]

[mournfulroses]

Jane Hirshfield, from a poem titled "Today, When I Could Do Nothing," featured in The Asking: New and Selected Poems

[lunamonchtuna]

— Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980 (via lunamonchtuna)

[thecollectibles]

Art by Pavel Oleinik

[dan-tad]

did you know public libraries are free and beautiful

[wizardarchetypes]

i rly do love the 'schedule send' option for emails bc when i actually need to look like a functioning person i schedule emails to send at like 9:07 am and it's like wow! what a go-getter. i bet this guy slept a normal number of hours and sent this email after waking up at a regular time and brushed his teeth and ate breakfast and everything before he sent this email at a neutral morning time. not too early. not too late. let the dog out and grabbed the physical newspaper he subscribes to because he supports local journalism. a real standup person all around.

[lillithblackwell]

“I was much the same person as I am now: gloomy, thoughtful, unhappy in groups, always reading in the back seat of cars”

Donna Tartt on her 14 year old self

[petaltexturedskies]

and I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.

Emily Dickinson in a letter to Elizabeth Holland written c. 20 January 1856

[a-quiet-green-agreement]

Winter mornings are made of steel; they have a metallic taste and sharp edges. On a Wednesday in January, at seven in the morning, it's plain to see that the world was not made for Man, and definitely not for his comfort or pleasure.

– Olga Tokarczuk, Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead