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Halberd, Dutch Flemish or Luxembourg, circa 1580-1600

from The Philadelphia Museum of Art

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Gold and carnelian ring, Merovingian France, late 6th-early 7th century AD

from The Louvre

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Mary Oliver, from a poem titled "White Heron Rises Over Black Water," featured in Devotions: Poems

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My hand was the one you reached for

All throughout the great war

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Nothing like enjoying the simple pleasures of life. And even when the mind dreams of something grand, it's the moments after that allow us to enjoy existence. To simply think, contemplate, realize, to truly taste life_ these are what give everything meaning.

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Me, I hope

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𝓞𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓶

Wrote this one back in winter

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You do know me

You do not know me

Someone, in the mountains, understood

Someone percieved me and knew

And you do remember

The freshly lit ember

Burning with all of its might

The mist covering it all night

You do see

You do not see

Someone could sense the truth

And tell us of me and you

And you, you do remember

The vow of forever

The tear from my eye

The breath of love that night

What did you do with that light?

And the years have passed

The time has gone

Turned into something weak

The days that passed

They have at last

Given me a home to seek

And hoards of men

Ran to our place

You did not flee, didn't run away

I watched our heaven turn to something they despise

And god watched it

Or ordered its plight

Why do you seem a dream?

A fleeting truth that never leaves

You've never been a stranger, not to me

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𝓞𝓻𝓲𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓶

Another one

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How your voice ignites

Let me stop and try

Let me hear it now, tonight and forever

Say that you'll be fine

Right now, I remember

What magic it has done to my life

Came and soothed the war

Flew me back home, back to the light

And I won't lie, I think I'm losing my way

I am torn and soured and enraged

I want you, only you, and nothing else has to stay

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No context, don't know it anyway. But is it needed tho

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I post The Northman a lot don't I

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Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer written in 1912, featured in Letters To Felice

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June Jordan, from "Intifada Incantation: Poem #8 for b.b.L.", Directed by Desire: The Complete Poems of June Jordan

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Virginia Woolf, from “Jacob's Room”

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