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— November 10, 1917 / The Blue Octavo Notebooks

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November 2nd, 1911

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Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own

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Virginia Woolf, 15th of October 1927, Diaries

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Wallace Stevens, ‘The Dwarf’, The Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens

[Text ID: “Now it is September and the web is woven. The web is woven and you have to wear it.”]

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“We know it, therefore we must slay it. We know that in September, we will wander through the warm winds of summer’s wreckage. We will welcome summer’s ghost.”

— Henry Rollins, from “Summer Be Gone!” (LA Weekly).

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@inanotherunivrse // Mary Oliver, "I Worried" // Ethel Cain, "Strangers" and @jayetart on Instagram // Veronica Roth, Insurgent // @inthearmsof // @cmpovar on Twitter // Patti Smith, "Woolgathering" // Louise Glück, "Blue Rotunda"

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Margaret Atwood, from ‘Crickets’, The Door (2007)

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Virginia Woolf in a letter to Vanessa Bell c. June 1926

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Mary Oliver, from Worm Moon in “Twelve Moons”

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Every time I feel close to understanding the world the white kettle on my stove sounds and I rise, attending to it with annoyance and the pleasure of the unmade cup of tea. This is what it’s like to live in March or perhaps always, an unconvincing word in any context. Blue-gold on night’s branches what part do we take in the play? Whose turn is it to perform competence and knowledge in the absence of both? Unable to feel anything against the wind I know it is spring. Time tells me so. Never (equally as unconvincing) have I been someone with faith in order and human law. Love is unpredictable. Spring arrives regardless.

— Alex Dimitrov, “March,” in Love and Other Poems

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My love is a dog from Hell, Julia Soboleva

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It is a chill blue December day; gloomy, icy, transparent. I am still resting. I am resting and resting-and sit about reading and relaxing,

Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. December 1960

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i just feel like “what if the trauma we go through is usually not noble but purposeless and terrible and the things we develop to keep us alive often change us for the worse” is one of the most important realizations you can come to in terms of like. empathizing with your fellow man and yet whenever that theme shows up in fiction so many people are immediately like its either PERFECT VICTIM OR IRREDEEMABLY EVIL. open the door and walk out of the dichotomy

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love & hunger

1. caitlin conlon x 2. ellen o’connell whittet, what you become in flight 3. unknown 4. ethel cain, strangers 5. @weaksorry x 6. hilma af kint, no. 4 7. unknown 8. anna green, the heart rate of a mouse 9. unknown 10. unknown

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madisen kuhn