May 2013
262 posts
To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used...
– Arundhati Roy (via aufwaerts)
Stop thinking about art works as objects, and start thinking about them as...
– Brian Eno (via jessiethatcher)
I could reblog/post this every day as a constant reminder.
(via notational)
A Dog Named Beau
By James Stewart
He never came to me when I would call Unless I had a tennis ball, Or he felt like it, But mostly he didn’t come at all.
When he was young He never learned to heel Or sit or stay, He did things his way.
Discipline was not his bag But when you were with him things sure didn’t drag. He’d dig up a rosebush just to spite me, And when I’d grab him, he’d turn and bite me.
He bit...
And this is how we danced: our mothers’
white dresses spilling from our feet,...
– “Home Wrecker,” Ocean Vuong (via commovente)
the cinnamon peeler's wife: (a little list of my... →
commovente:
(a little list of my favorite poets)
ocean vuong, matthew olzmann, dean young, jack gilbert, marty mcconnell, robert hass, gregory sherl, anne michaels, leigh stein, li-young lee, margaret atwood, mary oliver, mindy nettifee, kim addonizio, j. bradley, fleur adcock, billy collins, adrienne rich,…
Love, if this is how you choose to leave me let me let you.
– Cyril Wong, from “Boats” (via helplesslyamazed)
I am sure God keeps no one waiting unless He sees that it is good for him to...
– C.S. Lewis (via modernhepburn)