september, 2023
hello vonnie
Cosmic Funnies
wallacepolsom
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Keni
noise dept.

JBB: An Artblog!

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trying on a metaphor

Kaledo Art

blake kathryn
One Nice Bug Per Day
YOU ARE THE REASON
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.
Three Goblin Art
occasionally subtle
Sade Olutola
Monterey Bay Aquarium

Andulka
seen from Austria
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@reversebrie
september, 2023
Anaïs Nin, from the short story “Elena”, Delta of Venus (published posthumously in 1977)
Bundled into the numerous sheets and blankets, with her hair ruffled and out of the braid, Rose looked like a tiny bird that fell out of its nest. She looked adorable and impossibly fragile at the same time, and John was stricken by how young and vulnerable she looked with her face bare; with no kohl around her eyes, no blush on her cheeks and no coating on her eyelashes. Rose looked so different from how John had pictured in his dreams.
Stephanie Garber, Once Upon a Broken Heart
“As with nature, there is something about love that remains ineffable, that stands outside or above language. This is so often where we—poets, lovers—fail–we use too many words, or too few words, or words that we think will tell someone how we feel but are ultimately unsuccessful. In love poetry, as in nature poetry, the challenge is double: even if we could see the other, how could we successfully communicate that experience? Poets are constantly gesturing towards the ineffable, arranging our words so that they make or represent something beyond human language. I often think of poetry as a medium between written language and music; it can communicate both literal linguistic meaning and something that is above that meaning, the way instrumental music communicates without accessing the means of spoken language. I see the potential in poetry to express the ineffable, as does [poet, Don] McKay: ‘Poetry comes about because language is not able to represent raw experience, yet it must.’”
— Annick MacAskill, from “To Say, To Kiss, To See: Notes on Love Poetry,” Arc Poetry Magazine (no. 88, Spring 2019)
Chapter Seven: The Bathtub → STRANGER THINGS • SEASON ONE
starting to feel sick with want and desire. When will it end
Happy Birthday, Hermione! 🍁🍃🍂
highbury church in emma (2020) dir. autumn de wilde location: all saint's church, st paul's walden, hertfordshire
Sharon Olds, from "Something Is Happening", One Secret Thing: Poems
David Tennant as D.I. Alec Hardy in Broadchurch 1.01
Anne Sexton ("The Truth the Dead Know") Charlotte Eriksson (Everything Changed When I Forgave Myself)
SOMETIMES YOU HAVE NO OTHER CHOICE BUT TO WATCH SOMETHING GRUESOME OCCUR. YOU DON'T HAVE THE OPTION OF CLOSING YOUR EYES BECAUSE IT HAPPENS FAST AND ENTERS YOUR MEMORY.
jenny holzer's plaques; cast bronze, 1980-1982. "YOU'RE HOME FREE AS SOON AS NO ONE KNOWS WHERE TO FIND YOU."
I really do need the biggest hug rn.
Maria Mazziotti Gillan, from “Ghost Voices”
I'm in pain because the day is ending and somehow l am never healing.
Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters