Vasuudhaa

still bejeweled, walking in the room, making the whole place SHIMMER.

[odenadnihilum-deactivated202303]

why does the past fascinate us?

[vasuudhaa]

what am I doing in the endless winter?

looking at rays of hope. moving forward. keeping up my chin. conquering problems. taking wiser decisions. and giggling in shy manner.

[metamorphesque]

Manhattan is a Lenape Word, Natalie Diaz

[ourobores]

DECEMBER

chandrama deshmukh, a teaspoon of stars / claude monet, snow scene at argenteuil, 1875 / counting crows, a long december / anna mary ‘grandma’ robertson moses, snow ball / natalie diaz, manhattan is a lenape word / laetitia de haas, birds in a winter garden / fritz ward, love letter from inside fatherhood / nate klug, advent / serhiy shyshko, saint volodymyr’s hill / w. s. merwin, song of three smiles / charlotte joan sternberg, home through the pines ii / mike chasar, conches on christmas / alfred sisley, la maison sous la neige, 1878 / robert creeley, the door / claude monet, the magpie / sarah kay, winter without you

[fairydrowning]

"Novembers are for softest sleep when skies are dark and grey. They do not mind the time you keep when night looks much like day. They do not mind the rain that falls so warmly down your cheek. 'Rest easy now' is what they'd say if months knew how to speak."

-Ellis Nightingale

[ur-daily-inspiration]

“notice that autumn is more the season of the soul than of nature.”

[metamorphesque]

L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

˗ˏˋ☕ˎˊ˗

[flowerytale]

Margaret Atwood, from “Late Poems”, Dearly

[typewriter-worries]

[ Text ID: These are the late poems. / Most poems are late / of course: too late, / like a letter sent by a sailor / that arrives after he’s drowned. ] 

[archaic-stranger]

the poetry students

as requested by @shout-into-the-voiddd

reciting stanzas of your favorite poems under the light of the moon

pages covered in notes and annotations

repeating words aloud to feel how they roll through your mouth

a love for beauty and the many ways it can be expressed

quiet moments outside, listening to the sounds of nature

paying attention to little things others might miss

understanding the importance of diction and figurative language

studying the lives of famous poets, seeing how their worlds impacted their writing

the crunch of autumn leaves underfoot

an appreciation for those who can use a few words to communicate something infinitely complicated

long hours curled up reading in your favorite chair

feeling a sense of camaraderie between yourself and your favorite poets

thin poetry volumes stacked on your shelves

a love for metaphor and simile

reading the works of Langston Hughes and Emily Dickinson, Jamaica Kincaid and Lord Byron, appreciating the infinite variety

a messy desk, drawers filled with an array of papers

awe over how mere words on a page can transmit deep emotion

cloudy mornings

a notebook filled with half-formed poems, lines and stanzas borne from a moment of inspiration

warming your fingers on a mug of hot tea

seeking a way to capture the human condition in ink on the page

using poetry to make sense of your world and experiences

[vasuudhaa]

this>>>>>>>>>>>

[thegirlthatcriesacademia]

Virginia Woolf // Reina María Rodríguez // Henry Rollins // Henry David Thoreau // Major Jackson // Helen Hunt Jackson // Peggy Toney Horton // Julia de Burgos // Dante Émile

[vasuudhaa]

september owns brown academia 🐻🤎

[ourobores]

SEPTEMBER

song of the simple truth: the complete poems - julia de burgos / a september day - george henry / excerpt from a letter to aurelia plath - sylvia plath / french autumn - artem tolstukhin / earthquake weather - janice gould / blue shutters - kim english / a girl ago - lucie brock-broido / little women (2019) dir. greta gerwig / september garden party - jane kenyon / constanze saemann and charlotte foubert photographed by ryan brabazon / september 1st - dante émile

[vasuudhaa]

september 💛

[metamorphesque]

It is August. My life is going to change. I feel it.

1. raymond carver | 2. big fish (2003) | 3. emily brontë | 4. niall mcdiarmid | 5. pj harding, noah cyrus | 6. niall mcdiarmid | 7. ilya kaminsky | 8. call me by your name (2017) | 9. mary oliver | 10. norwegian wood | 11. sylvia plath

[vasuudhaa]

#august slipped away like a bottle of wine

[vasuudhaa]

night holding moon, purple spring is here

pure comfort, you between my arms, letting foget yourself and feeling all over me, it gets tighter and warm, no words just feels understanding feelings, smelling like a happy spring day, sunshine in my mind and aesthetic clouds, our gazes just like rosemary growing, hands locked and you hearing my heartbeat, getting weak like a sad evening and me hearing your heartbeat, fast, like chaotic breeze of air, letting your every emotion in as you hug even tight, comforting you with my longest touch, as we fall apart, i look into those sparkly eye stars saying just stay with me and i hug my safe place, until we both feel okay and next time as I'll hold you i promise I won't let you go anywhere, spring in my soul. please don't leave yet, hold me again like night holds moon.

~Vasuudhaa©

[angelellipsis]

Paintings:

Sarah Paxton Bull Dodsen, The Morning Stars

Claude Monet, The Artist's Garden at Vetheuil

Gustav Klimt, Apple Tree I

[sorryforthebonyelbows]

Charlotte Eriksson

Marti Healy

Hal Borland, Sundial of the Seasons

Terri Guillemets

Roald Dahl

[vasuudhaa]

July 🧿✨

[fairydrowning]

"And then, one fairy night, May became June".

F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (1934)

[mitskey]

—L.M. Montgomery, Anne of The Island/ Louisa May Alcott, Little Women/ Unknown/ John Keats, To The Ladies Who Saw Me Crowned/ Anne Sexton, Suicide Note: The Complete Poems/ Irish Murdoch, The Italian Girls/ Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath/ Anne Sexton, The Truth the Dead Know/ Virginia Woolf, The Waves/ Pablo Neruda, One Hundred Sonnets