Reader, Writer, Poetry loverI will occasionally post my original works
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Text
And indeed there will be time [...] There will be time to murder and create, And time for all the works and days of hands That lift and drop a question on your plate; Time for you and time for me, And time yet for a hundred visions and revisions, Before the taking of a toast and tea. [...] Do I dare Disturb the universe? In a minute there is time For decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse. For I have known them all already, known them all: Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons, I have measured out my life with coffee spoons; I know the voices dying with a dying fall Beneath the music from a farther room. So how should I presume? - T. S. Eliot
78 notes
·
View notes
Text
“A little while, a moment of rest upon the wind, and then another woman shall bear me”
0 notes
Text
Together they come, and when one sits, alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.
Kahlil Gibran ~ The Prophet
50 notes
·
View notes
Text
And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, Speak to us of Children.
And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you. For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
- Kahlil Gibran, from The Prophet (1923)
229 notes
·
View notes
Text
Some writers: *meticulously plan out every plot point and the tone and meanings before they start writing*
Me:
48K notes
·
View notes
Text
17K notes
·
View notes
Text
858 notes
·
View notes
Photo
30K notes
·
View notes
Text
737 notes
·
View notes
Photo
White Grapes, Oranges, a Pomegranate, Figs, Plums and Chestnuts tied with a Blue Ribbon and attached to a Nail, Cornelis de Heem
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
The Second Coming (1919) - W. B. Yeats
The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity.
261 notes
·
View notes
Text
“At the trial of God, we will ask: why did you allow all this? / And the answer will be an echo: why did you allow all this?”
— Ilya Kaminsky, from “A City Like a Guillotine Shivers on Its Way to the Neck,” Deaf Republic
57K notes
·
View notes