by candlelight

ce, qu'on appelle une raison de vivre est en même temps une excellente raison de mourir

[ifthisisawoman]

Jim Hodges at the Walker Art Center

Untitled (one day it all comes true), 2013

denim fabric, thread

[simena]

Elisabeth Modell (detail)

[nobrashfestivity]

Yoshijiro Urushibara Rabbits, 1932 woodcut 28.2 x 34.4 cm

[geopsych]

“It is not our job to remain whole.

We came to lose our leaves

Like the trees, and be born again,

Drawing up from the great roots.”

—Robert Bly

[zegalba]

Susie Benes: "From Blood, Wings” (2021)

[pmamtraveller]

by Fernando Cidoncha

[geopsych]

A love poem, to all of the beautiful and wondrous things of the world.

My heart, too, is always standing on its tripod, ready for the next arrow.

[unusual-suspects]

bell mare - david crawford

[firstfullmoon]

do you perhaps have the poem “in all of my dreams the words i love you” by hanif abdurraqib saved? i can’t seem to find it anywhere now but i remember loving it!

oh man no I don’t think I do :( hate when poems disappear from the world like that. only full version left is his reading of it

[votive]

here is the wayback machine link of the written poem as it was submitted to roadmap magazine in 2023!

[weltenwellen]

May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude

[votive]

— Annie Stegg Gerard ,  Echoes from the Golden Grove  (2023)

medium: oil on wood panel, 14" x 18"

[martyreater]

Saint Sebastian, 17th century ivory.

[weltenwellen]

May Sarton, The House by the Sea

[nocnitsa]

Sergey Shigolev- Morning Stars, 1928.

[rthwrms]

fly home goose

[1five1two]

'Night Scene'. Neil Welliver. 1981-1982.

[aliceduke]

Little Egret on Middle Eye