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header: Alice Oswald, Falling Awake
header: Alice Oswald, Falling Awake
Pinned
I wake to listen:
A far sea moves in my ear.
Sylvia Plath, The Morning Song
A far sea moves in my ear.
Sylvia Plath, The Morning Song
There is no instinct like that of the heart.
Byron
Byron
November 27, 2025 at 5:02 PM
There is no instinct like that of the heart.
Byron
Byron
a dark and windy night
November 27, 2025 at 4:32 PM
a dark and windy night
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I wrote a book about mythography, or being lost with the gods, or close reading, or thereabouts. It would be an excellent festive gift for a smart girl, or someone who'd like to twist the current frenzy for retelling myths. it's available here mabibliotheque.cargo.site/Isabella-Str...
November 27, 2025 at 3:06 PM
I wrote a book about mythography, or being lost with the gods, or close reading, or thereabouts. It would be an excellent festive gift for a smart girl, or someone who'd like to twist the current frenzy for retelling myths. it's available here mabibliotheque.cargo.site/Isabella-Str...
Wind warns November’s done with. The blown leaves make bat-shapes, Web-winged and furious.
Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
November 27, 2025 at 9:50 AM
Wind warns November’s done with. The blown leaves make bat-shapes, Web-winged and furious.
Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.
Vonnegut
Vonnegut
November 27, 2025 at 9:18 AM
We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.
Vonnegut
Vonnegut
Perhaps many things inside you have been transformed; perhaps somewhere, someplace deep inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad.
Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
November 27, 2025 at 7:14 AM
Perhaps many things inside you have been transformed; perhaps somewhere, someplace deep inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad.
Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
I learned not to fear infinity,
The far field, the windy cliffs of forever,
The dying of time in the white light of tomorrow,
Theodore Roethke, The Far Field
The far field, the windy cliffs of forever,
The dying of time in the white light of tomorrow,
Theodore Roethke, The Far Field
November 27, 2025 at 7:05 AM
I learned not to fear infinity,
The far field, the windy cliffs of forever,
The dying of time in the white light of tomorrow,
Theodore Roethke, The Far Field
The far field, the windy cliffs of forever,
The dying of time in the white light of tomorrow,
Theodore Roethke, The Far Field
Kristin Hersh - Your Ghost (Official Video)
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November 26, 2025 at 6:43 PM
wondrous dreams, day or night
November 26, 2025 at 4:58 PM
wondrous dreams, day or night
… we cast forth, walking or sleeping, phrases that are punctuated by questions.
Murmuring questions.
What are they worth? What do they say?
These are still more questions.
Blanchot, tr. Susan Hanson
Murmuring questions.
What are they worth? What do they say?
These are still more questions.
Blanchot, tr. Susan Hanson
November 26, 2025 at 3:22 PM
… we cast forth, walking or sleeping, phrases that are punctuated by questions.
Murmuring questions.
What are they worth? What do they say?
These are still more questions.
Blanchot, tr. Susan Hanson
Murmuring questions.
What are they worth? What do they say?
These are still more questions.
Blanchot, tr. Susan Hanson
There is always an analogy between nature and the imagination and possibly poetry is merely the strange rhetoric of that parallel.
Wallace Stevens
Wallace Stevens
November 26, 2025 at 11:21 AM
There is always an analogy between nature and the imagination and possibly poetry is merely the strange rhetoric of that parallel.
Wallace Stevens
Wallace Stevens
I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough? If you truly love nature, you will find beauty everywhere.
Vincent Van Gogh, The Letters
Vincent Van Gogh, The Letters
November 26, 2025 at 11:19 AM
I have nature and art and poetry, and if that is not enough, what is enough? If you truly love nature, you will find beauty everywhere.
Vincent Van Gogh, The Letters
Vincent Van Gogh, The Letters
I felt the great scream in nature.
Edvard Munch
Edvard Munch
November 26, 2025 at 11:17 AM
I felt the great scream in nature.
Edvard Munch
Edvard Munch
frog on frog
November 26, 2025 at 11:12 AM
frog on frog
of early morning
November 26, 2025 at 7:49 AM
of early morning
To be up early in winter is to wait for the light.
Tarkovsky
Tarkovsky
November 26, 2025 at 7:45 AM
To be up early in winter is to wait for the light.
Tarkovsky
Tarkovsky
good night moon and you
November 25, 2025 at 4:54 PM
good night moon and you
Do anything, but let it produce joy.
Whitman, Leaves of Grass
Whitman, Leaves of Grass
November 25, 2025 at 1:00 PM
Do anything, but let it produce joy.
Whitman, Leaves of Grass
Whitman, Leaves of Grass