poetry

Listen to me. I am telling you
a true thing. This is the only kingdom.
The kingdom of touching;
the touches of the disappearing, things.

Aracelis Girmay, from “Elegy”, in Kingdom Animalia (via hiddenshores)

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Or else, to go on. Or else, to begin again. Or else, to go on, as if each moment were the beginning, as if each word were the beginning of another silence, another word more silent than the last.

Paul Auster, White Spaces (via robcam-wfu)

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The heart shuts,
The sea slides back,
The mirrors are sheeted.

—Sylvia Plath, “Contusion,” from The Collected Poems   (via funeralfaerie)

(Source: lifeinpoetry, via sarah-strand)

You stood there and the stones
Of Old Greece and our lives, those collegiate stones,
Harvard, Emory, and Marymount, with the blue exegesis of the tide
Against which to fall was a headline—Don’t stand.
You gave this wish to me—Apollo, in some manner of time, lives on. Inside your mind
Things are being washed.

—Kenneth Koch, from “With Janice” (via uutpoetry)

For I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me. With every acquaintance I make, the population of phantoms resembling me increases. Somewhere they live, somewhere they multiply. I alone do not exist.

—Vladimir Nabokov, The Eye (via lesangfroid)

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The golden age is not in the past, but in the future; not in the origin of human experience, but in its consummate flower; not opening in Eden, but out from Gethsemane.

—Edwin Hubbell Chapin (via itsquoted)

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artemisdreaming:

 Moon, plum blossoms,
this, that,
and the day goes

~Kobayashi Issa
Image: Itō Jakuchū, Plum in the moonlight   Queue

artemisdreaming:



Moon, plum blossoms,

this, that,

and the day goes


~Kobayashi Issa

Image: Itō Jakuchū, Plum in the moonlight 

Queue

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Sorrow is knowledge, those that know the most must mourn the deepest, the tree of knowledge is not the tree of life.

—Lord Byron (via infamoussayings)

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