February 2012
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I just wrote the sappiest poem I’ve ever written. It needed to be done though.
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kaleidozcopicdreams replied to your post: kaleidozcopicdreams replied to your post: I want…
oh right i see. well i really enjoyed reading your work. good luck
I might still do it, I don’t know yet. But if you really want I can always just send you stuff I write over email or something.
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kaleidozcopicdreams replied to your post: I want to keep posting my work here,
why not?
Because literary journals will most likely not accept your work if it’s published on tumblr.
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I want to keep posting my work here,
but as I am submitting to literary journals I don’t think I can.
I really, really like the things I’m writing too.
Damn.
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I will disappear for a bit now. I hope all of you do wonderful things and most importantly, are happy. Keep reading, because that’s important. And don’t forget to always have an opinion or slight interest in things. Love something, hate something, support something, or be against it, what matters is that you feel something. Indifference has never solved anything nor produced anything....
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Poem 20 (Tonight I Can Write)
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, “The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.”
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She...
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Sonnet
I don’t think that I’ve been in love as such,
Although I liked a few folk pretty well.
Love must be vaster than my smiles or touch,
For brave men died and empires rose and fell
For love: girls followed boys to foreign lands
And men have followed women into Hell.
In plays and poems someone understands
There’s something makes us more than blood and bone
And more than...
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To Robert Hayden
Less lonely, less …
I gave you
a tiny box.
You lifted the lid,
praised
the usefulness
of my gift:
a silver pin shaped
like an amper-
sand. As you fastened it
to your lapel,
I thought again of
that motel
outside of Chicago.
¿Te acuerdas?
I sat on the edge
of a bench,
untied my shoes.
Face down, eyes shut,
you breathed in
the aroma
of sweat & allspice
coming off
the...
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The Great Fires
Love is apart from all things.
Desire and excitement are nothing beside it.
It is not the body that finds love.
What leads us there is the body.
What is not love provokes it.
What is not love quenches it.
Love lays hold of everything we know.
The passions which are called love
also change everything to a newness
at first. Passion is clearly the path
but does not bring us to...
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Last Night the Rain Spoke to Me
Last night
the rain
spoke to me
slowly, saying,
what joy
to come falling
out of the brisk cloud,
to be happy again
in a new way
on the earth!
That’s what it said
as it dropped,
smelling of iron,
and vanished
like a dream of the ocean
into the branches
and the grass below.
Then it was over.
The sky cleared.
I was standing
under a tree.
The tree was a tree
with happy...
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“oh god it’s wonderful
to get out of bed
and drink too much coffee
and smoke...”
– Frank O’Hara, “Steps”
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“I would never be part of anything. I would never really belong anywhere, and I...”
– Jean Rhys, Smile Please: An Unfinished Autobiography
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One Hundred Love Sonnets: XVII
I don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,
or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:
I love you as one loves certain obscure things,
secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom but carries
the light of those flowers, hidden, within itself,
and thanks to your love the tight aroma that arose
from the earth lives dimly...
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I Am Not Yours
I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.
You love me, and I find you still
A spirit beautiful and bright
Yet I am I, who long to be
Lost as a light is lost in light.
Oh plunge me deep in love—-put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love
A taper in a...
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“‘I miss you’, he admitted.
‘I’m here’, she said....”
– Neil Gaiman, American Gods
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“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable....”
– Neil Gaiman, Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
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“I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at...”
– Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones
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“I want to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me.”
– ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Short Stories of F. Scott Fitzgerald: A New Collection (via nefelibata-filemafobica)
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I'm a _______ (a poem)
iamsosorry:
I’m a photographer, look at my latte on Instagram. I’m a curator, look at my reblogs. I’m an entrepreneur, look at my Kickstarter. I’m a singer, look at my Youtube cover of Glee covering Adele. I’m a stylist, lookatmylookbook.nu. I’m a model, look at my modelmayhem private pixxx. I’m a mom, look at my Pinterest. I’m a DJ, look at my soundcloud sounds. I’m a food critic, look at my...
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I am so grateful for my best friend. Despite all the stupid things I have done, despite all my faults, she’s been there for me every single time I’ve needed her to be. She was right to tell me I don’t have many good friends, because she’s essentially the only one.
Anonymous asked: i hop your not a jew
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“I don’t want a future, I want a present. To me this appears of greater value.”
– Robert Walser, The Tanners, trans. Susan Bernofsky (via proustitute)
Anonymous asked: I love your blog! ^_^
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I don’t know what it is yet, but I’m sure I’ll do something wrong by the end of the night.
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People do this weird thing when I ask them how they’ve been, and tell me that they’re sober now and gave up drinking completely. And after I find out somehow they still drink. I’m not really sure why anyone has to lie about that to me in the first place. I mean, I don’t care if you drink or not. Its your life. You can control it, fine. You can’t, and you’re...
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“The silence when I hold you to my chest,
the silence of the window above us,...”
– Billy Collins, from “Silence” (via proustitute)
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“It was everything, those nights on the phone, everything we said until late...”
– Daniel Handler, Why We Broke Up (via fleurishes)
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worthloving replied to your post: r4ph431 replied to your post: I feel like talking…
Dont let that asshole call you a pussy.
I heart friends like you, and Ralph. Feels like forever since we’ve hung out.
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“The really important kind of freedom involves attention, and awareness, and...”
– David Foster Wallace
(via co-stanza)
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“Without great solitude, no serious work is possible.”
– Pablo Picasso (via nickzadrozny)
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I feel like talking to someone, but don’t how to start talking to this particular person. I don’t even know if I should talk to this person. All my life I’ve always known what to do, what to say, and what to think. And I don’t know what to do about any of that with this person anymore.
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“…how wrong to have been so gloomy, how wrong to have been so negative, how...”
– Jonathan Franzen, The Corrections
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“I want the real thing, or I don’t want anything.”
– Jonathan Franzen, The Corrections
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Reading Hurts
suzywire:
That moment when you finish a book, look around, and realize that everyone is just carrying on with their lives as though you didn’t just experience emotional trauma at the hands of a paperback.
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Just read The Corrections for the third time, stayed a few hours at a Hospital, met a old man, and had an ice cream sandwich.
Now I have multiple ideas that I really needed. It’s an abundance of creativity and ideas that give me a sense of contentment through strange times in life.
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“As it is, I can’t settle, I want someone who is fierce and will love me until...”
– Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit (via fleurishes)
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“I remember rooms that have had their part
In the steady slowing down...”
– Charlotte Mew, from “Rooms” (via proustitute)
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“Late night, awake with the...