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HELLO AUGUST WELCOME BACK ARE YOU HERE TO TRY AND KILL ME AGAIN
āWe lose June. We lose July. In August we look in mirrors and want to die.ā
ā Kim Addonizio, from āThe Womenā, Wild Nights: New and Selected Poems (via soracities)
āAugust evenings are especially stricken with melancholy - as if the ghosts of all past summers came rushing to haunt my heartā
from Letters of Summer Past (Listy Tamtego Lata) VI
The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson: ā515ā² c. 1862
[ID: AugustāAbsorbedāNumbā]
āI feel like a time traveler: June, July, August. Summer dissolves in my mouth and I canāt remember what it tasted like.ā
Zoƫ Lianne, Erasure
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āAlways keep mint on your windowsill in August, to ensure that buzzing flies will stay outside, where they belong. Donāt think the summer is over, even when roses droop and turn brown and the stars shift position in the sky. Never presume August is a safe or reliable time of the year. It is the season of reversals, when the birds no longer sing in the morning and the evenings are made up of equal parts golden light and black clouds. The rock-solid and the tenuous can easily exchange places until everything you know can be questioned and put into doubt.ā
ā Alice Hoffman, Practical Magic (via shitiunderline)
bring on the august poems tumblrinas
MARY OLIVER
āAugustā, published in Poetry magazine (1993);
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