[lifeinpoetry]

I want you plain. I want you bragging. I want you naked as a tongue without a word. I want you laughing. I want you joy. I want you wonder & wonderful. The hips on every guitar. Copper tambourines scoring your laughter. Don’t ever learn how to stop laughing. Laugh when you shouldn’t. I like that laughing best. I want you miracle. I want you possible & foolish.

— Rachel Eliza Griffiths, from “Paradise,” Seeing the Body

[flaneuresse]

untitled by STEFF LING on Flickr.

[a-quiet-green-agreement]

Then the train stopped at a tiny station and there was a sudden silence. She ceased her chatter. She opened the window. In the sunny quietness she could smell the dust and hear the sound of the cicadas. She knew that she was in the south.

– Iris Murdoch, The Flight from the Enchanter

[oracle-fae]

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[migatito]

[phantomladyoverparis]

Quartet Number One (1991), dir. Jonas Mekas

[sgeoffa]

[simena]

Haidee-Jo Summers

[geryone]

Dayspring, Anthony Oliveira

[petaltexturedskies]

The flash of her eyes had been succeeded by a dreamy and melancholy softness; they no longer gave the impression of looking at the objects around her; they appeared always to gaze beyond, and far beyond—you would have said out of this world.

Emily Brontë, from Wuthering Heights; originally published c. 1847

[goodmemory-deactivated20240521]

Topography Study V by Charlotta Maria Hauksdottir

[Merci]

[browndresswithwhitedots]

hossein goshtasbi

[tea-with-mrs-mourning-dove]

[toytheatre]

Puppets by Sota SAKUMA

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[noonwalkdiary]

i was so fucking sad when i was 14 and now when i fold my laundry or see a pool of moonlight on the floor of my bedroom i know that miracles exist. i see love in everything. love sees everything in me too

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