drama & Byron

Claire Clairmont. I have a daughter named Allegra and I’m going to kidnap her from the nuns follow from @curly-theatre-gremlin

[real-claire-clairmont]

“Poetic” is an anagram for “toepic”

[draculasdaughter]

Polish actress Helena Makowska (1893 - 1964), diva of the Italian silent cinema, c. 1910s.

[water-aesthetics]

[gonautical]

[theoldbone]

Great eared nightjar

[navoika]

this is a dragon

[after-the-raven-deactivated2022]

How is it possible for an animal to resemble a bird, a mammal, and a reptile simultaneously?

[rhube]

Those ARE great ears.

[daily-spooky]

[depsidase]

[bookofoctober-deactivated201908]

[allura-raine]

[but-the-library-of-alexandria]

an underrated detail in pride and prejudice is that elizabeth bennett was home alone on the day darcy proposed because she had a headache. can you imagine. this was in the pre-painkillers era. you're at home with a headache and then this asshole walks into the room and tells you he loves you and wants to marry you even though he hates your whole family and you're beneath him. imagine having to deal with that while also having a headache. she doesn't even have ibuprofen

[pukicho]

woke agenda killed my son. They came down and killed him with rocks. They bashed him with rocks.

[bebs-art-gallery]

Wounds of the Earth

— by xis.lanyx

[metamorphesque]

Karina Borowicz, September Tomatoes

[text ID: The whiskey stink of rot has settled / in the garden, and a burst of fruit flies rises / when I touch the dying tomato plants. / Still, the claws of tiny yellow blossoms / flail in the air as I pull the vines up by the roots / and toss them in the compost. / It feels cruel. Something in me isn’t ready / to let go of summer so easily. To destroy / what I’ve carefully cultivated all these months. / Those pale flowers might still have time to fruit. / My great-grandmother sang with the girls of her village / as they pulled the flax. Songs so old / and so tied to the season that the very sound / seemed to turn the weather.]    

[vnusplanetoflove]

I hate being asked what my goal in life is…. like.. idk…?? I want to have my own kitchen… and I want to know every poem by heart… and uhh.. I want to be kissed in the rain … etc etc .. my heart is very little and I dont want it to break

[papayajuan2019]

a heart so heavy you can use it as an anchor during storms

[crushing-on-nico-di-angelo]

and I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best my little dove...

absolute solitude: selected poems, dulce maria loynaz (tr. james o'connor) // the glass essay, anne carson // litany in which certain things are crossed out, richard siken // @uglyfruit // yves olade // hunger, harry styles // a not admitting of the wound, emily dickinson // no surprises, radiohead // fourth of july, sufjan stevens

[zegalba]

Gustave Moreau: Study for Lady Macbeth (1851)