“Bright House” by Fukao Sumako from Women Poets of Japan

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“Bright House” by Fukao Sumako from Women Poets of Japan
Sappho, fragment 26, trans. Anne Carson
Sachiko Murakami, from “He Said She Said”
“You made a ceremony out of holding your head in your hands because, you said, it could not be contained in itself.”
— Rosmarie Waldrop, from “Feverish Propositions” in “Gap Gardening: Selected Poems“ (via dk-thrive)
LITTLE WOMEN (2019) written and directed by Greta Gerwig
jo march really was like. i love the people around me and i cannot cope with them leaving and being mature and appealing enough to start new chapters in their lives while i'm still clinging into this idealised, carefree, comedy-like lifestyle i thought was gonna last forever. and i really thought platonic relationships could replace my repressed longing for a romantic one but now all my loved ones' first priorities became romance. meanwhile i cannot put myself out seeking a romantic relationship because that would automatically mean altering, belittleing, objectifying and compromising myself, my life would become a cliche with guaranteed unhappy ending because i feel like no one in this world could truly make me happy. and i do want to embrace my independent, single lifestyle but i guess i didnt calculate back then how lonely it's going to feel. it's like my only choice is between two types of unhappiness. jo march conveyed all this stuff and i'm not supposed to tear up just thinking about that goddamn movie???
Gabriela Mistral, tr. by Langston Hughes, from Selected Poems; “Quietness,”
There is something quite dreamy and frightening about consuming oneself. I call it unspoken tenderness.
Takuboku Ishikawa, from “Romaji Diary & Sad Toys,” published c. 1985 (via violentwavesofemotion)
John Mulaney for Esquire, 2019
“Water is something you cannot hold. Like men. I have tried. Father, brother, lover, true friends, hungry ghosts and God, one by one all took themselves out of my hands.”
— Plainwater: Essays & Poetry, Anne Carson
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