Nocturne II by W. S. Merwin
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Nocturne II by W. S. Merwin
Jack Gilbert, from “Kunstkammer”, Refusing Heaven
ASAP:
1. as slow as possible
2. as soft as possible
3. as sincere as possible
4. allow space and pause
jenny holzer, SURVIVAL (1983-85)
IT’S SPRINGTIME YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS. PASS THE INSTRUCTIONS ON NOT GIVING UP BY ADA LIMÓN
IT’S THE GREENING OF THE TREES THAT REALLY GETS TO ME!!!!!!!!!!!
I love having a beautiful interaction with a stranger and being like yeah I may be forever changed bc of this one simple and sweet moment
A mural of a forest in the South Bronx, New York. Captured by Thomas Hoepker, 1983
Mural Art by Alan Sonfist, 1978. The building still exists, however the mural is no longer there
honestly it’s actually the small, mundane, boring things that someone does for you out of love which mean so much rather than grand gestures and proclamations
“Listen, everyone has a chance. Is it spring, is it morning? Are there trees near you, and does your own soul need comforting? Quick, then—open the door and fly on your heavy feet; the song may already be drifting away.”
— Mary Oliver, from “Such Singing in the Wild Branches,” in Owls and Other Fantasies: Poems and Essays
Just Once by Anne Sexton
Nikon AF600, Fuji 400, Rhinog Fawr, Cymru by rabbet on bsky
whatever was left, that was ours for a while.
sunrise - louise glück
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to begin with, the sweet grass by mary oliver, from “devotions”
Richard Hugo, Essay on Poetic Theory: The Triggering Town
A Conversation with Richard Siken by Thomas Hobohm
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maggie smith, good bones
hands sculpture by Louise Bourgeois (1993)