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A soul of latent intensity in everything it feels; covered in layers of rainy winds, wild earth, and poetry.

[springfairey]

[versified-ocean]

The nuances of the earth collide in countless forms, smells, textures, and colors. Light lingers and slips through invisible passages of air, in crevices of leaves, in the transparency of the soul of everything that moves.

– v.

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[witchble]

Sometimes the most spiritual thing you can do is clean your room, open the window, and let the air move again. Energy needs circulation just like lungs do.

[my-dailydreams]

[wovi]

[megairea]

“Once water lilies floated on this pool. Now they are gone, only their phantoms sigh,”

— Marya Zaturenska, from Water Lilies: A Nocturne; The Collected Poems of M. Zaturenska

[daily-spooky]

[mournfulroses]

Wislawa Szymborska, from "Tortures," featured in Map: Collected and Last Poems

[toiich]

Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H.

[edwardian-girl-next-door]

"He had not said 'I love you'; but he held her hand. Happiness is this, is this, he thought."

Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

[metamorphesque]

Mrs. Dalloway, Virginia Woolf

[theoptia]

Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet

Text ID: By thinking so much, I became echo and abyss. By delving within, I made myself into many.

[funeral]

It is immediately clear that Sylvia Plath had a 'divided self'. Throughout her work there are images of selves which are petrified, cracked, automaton, patched up, and divided against themselves. Perhaps one of the most characteristic is the double self in In Plaster in which the real body-self inside the plaster cast is the 'tenant', and without whom the outer self would 'perish with emptiness'. [. . .] The tenant in her dividual self at times seems only to bloom 'out of her as a rose/Blooms out of a vase of not very valuable porcelain...'—and this theme of inner worthlessness is often struck, as she searches within herself for substantiality, sometimes finding only the vacuum at the heart of a tornado.

David Holbrook, Sylvia Plath: Poetry and Existence

[altivyx]

[versified-ocean]

Elephant hawk moth ୧

[mulderscully]

feeling very haunted by the lives i'm not living. time for coffee

[morganathewitch]

Mossy rocks in August sun, Sweden.

[metamorphesque]

The Silmarillion, J.R.R. Tolkien