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incendiac · 6 years
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Remember the moments when we were together / in a white room and the curtain fluttered.
Adam Zagajewski, tr. by Clare Cavanagh, from “Try to Praise the Mutilated World,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
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incendiac · 7 years
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The song / is sweet. It is sweet. The heart dies of this sweetness.
Brigit Pegeen Kelly, from Song: Poems; “Song,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
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incendiac · 7 years
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my room a few evenings ago! the sunset was surreal
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incendiac · 7 years
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I want you desperately. I want your strength and your softness, your hands, all of you.  I want you, from me, to have the experience of being loved.
Anaïs Nin, from a letter to Henry Miller written c. August 1932 (via violentwavesofemotion)
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incendiac · 7 years
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Such days were made on purpose for you and me; then what in the world are you gone for?
Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Austin Dickinson written c. March 1851 (via violentwavesofemotion)
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incendiac · 7 years
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…When you see me pause and stare a bit wistfully at nothing in particular, you’ll know I’m deep at the roots of memory…
Sylvia Plath, from “Rewards of a New England Summer,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
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incendiac · 7 years
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Alice Brasser (Dutch, b. 1965), Black Spring, 2012. Oil on canvas, 100 x 125 cm.
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incendiac · 7 years
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But I like the morning, the promise, and I feel the newness of the day. I expect a good day. I like the dark felt curtains. I like the view when they are open—sky and only the tops of the highest buildings.
Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Trapeze: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1947–1955 (via violentwavesofemotion)
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incendiac · 7 years
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incendiac · 7 years
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probs my fave place in melbs instagram 
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incendiac · 7 years
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Why did you, June, June, So suddenly Arrive at noon In the midst of July?
Edna St. Vincent Millay, from Collected Poems; “The Agnostic,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
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incendiac · 7 years
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All that once hurt (healed) goes on hurting in new ways.
Denise Levertov, from Poems: 1960 - 1967; “Joie de Vivre,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
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incendiac · 7 years
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I love your name. I say it again and again in this summer rain.
Carol Ann Duffy, from ‘Name’, Rapture (via soracities)
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incendiac · 7 years
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https://www.instagram.com/p/BLvCYongfTD
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incendiac · 7 years
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10 seconds human body doodle ii. (i.) //  ig - @yizdan
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incendiac · 7 years
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