Did u come for the kpop boys and stayed for the poetry? Or did you come for the poetry and stayed for the kpop boys?
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Did u come for the kpop boys and stayed for the poetry? Or did you come for the poetry and stayed for the kpop boys?
I wonder if you wish for a different daughter instead of me. - user jay says on medium/twenty - silas melvin/@/eternaldroplets on twitter/if my body could speak - blythe baird/mother - maia baia/home is not a country; "mama" - safia elhillo/acts of desperation - megan nolan
💌 poems for the month of love 💌
Having a Coke with You by Frank O’Hara
The Quiet World by Jeffrey McDaniel
Wait For Me by Konstantin Simonov (tr. by Mike Munford)
A Kiss on the Forehead by Marina Tsvetaeva
Love by Joseph Brodsky
Your Unripe Love by Paruyr Sevak (from “Anthology of Armenian poetry")
Love poem by Tishani Doshi
Maybe Under Some Other Sky by Willie Perdomo
Warming Her Pearls by Carol Ann Duffy
Ich finde dich (I find you) by Rainer Maria Rilke
Where does such tenderness come from? by Marina Tsvetaeva
I Loved You by Alexander Pushkin
Like a Small Café, That’s Love by Mahmoud Darwish (translated by Mohammad Shaheen)
Our Story by William Stafford
The Kiss by Sara Teasdale
food as a metaphor for existence, food as a love language, food as just food (poetry recommendations)
September Tomatoes by Karina Borowicz
Ode to Tomatoes by Pablo Neruda
I Ask My Grandmother If We Can Make Lahmajoun by Gregory Djanikian
Here, There Are Blueberries by Mary Szybist
The Orange by Wendy Cope
Oranges by Gary Soto
From Blossoms by Li-Young Lee
Persimmons by Li-Young Lee
Eating Together by Li-Young Lee
Self-Portrait as So Much Potential by Chen Chen
Chasing Utopia by Nikki Giovanni
In the Kitchen by Chen Jun
Food by Brenda Hillman
Miss you. Would like to grab that chilled tofu we love. by Gabrielle Calvocoressi
I love you. I want us both to eat well by Christopher Citro
Baked Goods by Aimee Nezhukumatathil
Bread by W. S. Merwin
break my arms around the one i love
poem: Shauna Barbosa GPS art: @mmelodyj / unknown / Ainslie Hogarth Motherthing / Keaton St. James HISTORY STUDENT FALLS IN LOVE WITH ASTRO PHYSICS STUDENT / @555w4 / unknown / Ada Limón The Good Fight / @sunsbleeding
But once he is gone who will I have?
tiktok / icarly / unknown / @/mothman / An Oresteia: Agamemnon, Aiskhylos / Bumble Ardy, Maurice Sendak / icarly / A Little Life, Hanya Yaragihara / The Fall Of The House Of Usher, Steven Berkoff / A living Chattel, Anton Chekhov
It might not change the story, but the love is still there.
“I hope you all find yourselves sleeping with someone you love, maybe not all of the time, but a lot of the time. The touch of a foot in the night is sincere. I hope you like your work, I hope there’s mystery and poetry in your life — not even poems, but patterns. I hope you can see them. Often those patterns will wake you up, and you will know that you are alive, again and again.”
— Eileen Myles, The Importance of Being Iceland
Tell The People You Love That You Love Them By Rachel C. Lewis, December 18th, 2013
Alain de Botton, Essays in Love [transcript in ALT]
“To live in this world you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go.”
— Mary Oliver, excerpt of “In Blackwater Woods”, from Devotions
you know the distance never made a difference to me.
@whimsybrain // @diabolicjoy // 10.6.21 — silas denver melvin (@sweatermuppet) // sue zhao // 亲爱的, 2021, @disasterzoo // @the-ghost-king // @1anonyymous1 // @fluffysheeps // mountain dew commercial disguised as a love poem, matthew olzmann // @jeichi // terms of endearment, silas denver melvin // unknown // on coming out to my mother as trans, joan angel // what mary magdalene said to the young transsexual, elle emerson (@transsextual ) after clint smith // unknown (angel to me), hozier
IN THE DARK TIMES, WILL THERE ALSO BE SINGING?
from Lady Chatterley's Lover, D.H. Lawrence (via)
“Grief will come to you. Grip and cling all you want, It makes no difference. Catastrophe? It’s just waiting to happen. Loss? You can be certain of it. Flow and swirl of the world. Carried along as if by a dark current. All you can do is keep swimming; All you can do is keep singing.”
from How Beautiful the Beloved, Gregory Orr (via)
Lev St. Valentine (via)
letter to Gustave Flaubert, 27 June 1870, George Sand
from Collected Poems; Horses at Midnight Without a Moon, Jack Gilbert (via)
from On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous, Ocean Vuong (via)
Snow and Dirty Rain, Richard Siken (via)
YES, THERE WILL ALSO BE SINGING. ABOUT THE DARK TIMES.
i love when. poems are. ❣️🌷💖