[weltenwellen]

The Quiet Machine Ada Limón

[desescrita]

“Tonight I can smell the season the way it’s usually only possible to at the very first moments of its return, before you’re used to it, when you’ve forgotten its smell, then there it is back in the air and the flow of things shifting and resettling again.”

— Ali Smith, The Whole Story and Other Stories

[feral-ballad]

Franz Wright, from Walking to Martha's Vineyard; “Flight”

[weltenwellen]

Joy Sullivan, from “At the Airport”, Instructions for Traveling West

[existential-celestial]

Raymond Carver, “Hummingbird,” from All of Us: The Collected Poems

[pityroad]

— Holes, Eileen Myles, from ‘I Must Be Living Twice, New & Selected Poems 1975-2014’

[existential-celestial]

T. S. Eliot, from “La Figlia che Piange,” in The Waste Land, Prufrock and Other Poems (Dover Publications, Inc., 1998).

[prophetic-memory]

Mary Oliver, "Flare"

[mournfulroses]

Nikolay Punin, from a diary entry featured in The Diaries of Nikolay Punin: 1904 - 1953

[weltenwellen]

Anne Carson, Plainwater: Essays and Poetry

[blubbed]

from kim addonizio's now we're getting somewhere

[lazyydaisyyy]

Anne de Marcken, It Lasts Forever and Then It’s Over

[sawasawako]

- lighthousekeeping, jeanette winterson

[apocryphics]

James Wright

[existential-celestial]

“One day, I plan to love so loudly, my body abandons every demon harvesting me.”

— Arati Warrier, “Alive”

[geryone]

Exit Opera, Kim Addonizio

[weltenwellen]

Taylor Franson-Thiel, from "You Don’t Need Another Poem About My Shame"