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everything is embarrassing, so just stop caring

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not sure if anyone is interested in this but here is a list of the most joyfully vital poems I know :)

You're the Top by Ellen Bass

Grand Fugue by Peter E. Murphy

Our Beautiful Life When It's Filled with Shrieks by Christopher Citro

Everything Is Waiting For You by David Whyte

Lawrence Ferlinghetti Is Alive! by Emily Sernaker

Instructions for Assembling the Miracle by Peter Cooley

Catalogue of Unabashed Gratitude by Ross Gay

Barton Springs by Tony Hoagland

Footnote to Howl by Allen Ginsberg

Song of the Open Road by Walt Whitman

Tomorrow, No, Tomorrower by Bradley Trumpfheller

At Last the New Arriving by Gabrielle Calvocoressi

To a Self-Proclaimed Manic Depressive Ex-Stripper Poet, After a Reading by Jeannine Hall Gailey

In the Presence of Absence by Richard Widerkehr

Chillary Clinton Said 'We Have to Bring Them to Heal' by Cortney Lamar Charleston

Midsummer by Charles Simic

Today by Frank O'Hara

Naturally by Stephen Dunn

Life is Slightly Different Than You Think It Is by Arthur Vogelsang

Ode to My Husband, Who Brings the Music by Zeina Hashem Beck

The Imaginal Stage by D.A. Powell

Lucky Life by Gerald Stern

Beginner's Lesson by Malcolm Alexander

Presidential Poetry Briefing by Albert Haley

A Poem for Uncertainties by Mark Terrill

On Coming Home by Lisa Summe

G-9 by Tim Dlugos

Five Haiku by Billy Collins

The Fates by David Kirby

Upon Receiving My Inheritance by William Fargason

Variation on a Theme by W. S. Merwin

Easy as Falling Down Stairs by Dean Young

Psalm 150 by Jericho Brown

Pantoum for Sabbouha by Zeina Hashem Beck

ASMR by Corey Van Landingham

A Welcome by Joanna Klink

From Blossoms by Li-Young Lee

At Church, I Tell My Mom She’s Singing Off-Key and She Says, by Michael Frazier

Hammond B3 Organ Cistern by Gabrielle Calvocoressi

Sorrow Is Not My Name by Ross Gay

You Can't Have It All by Barbara Ras

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Jihyun Yun, from Some Are Always Hungry; “Reversal”

[Text ID: “I so want to survive this. Please lead me whole into another season so I may dare begin again.”]

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yes, your insecurities are genuine— but don’t believe everything you think. Be aware of where exactly they are coming from, and you might start to take parts of that critical internal dialogue less seriously. You’re much too hard on yourself: how others perceive you is probably entirely different from how you perceive yourself. Be kind to yourself; you’re allowed to love and care for yourself before you’ve “fixed” everything. Let yourself be at peace. I love you.

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Mary Oliver, "When Did It Happen?"

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Leila Chatti, “Tea”

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Date Ideas

Some cute date ideas for your daydreams!

Stargazing/cloud gazing

Picnics complete with a checkered blanket

Tea parties in the garden

Movie marathon nights (a classic!)

Trying on all the clothes at a store

Spring cleaning with music to match

Visiting a botanical garden

Visiting a butterfly enclosure

Watching a sport event (at the stadium or at home)

Board game nights

Yoga classes with goats

Riding around in a swan boat

Playing video games

Completing a complex puzzle together (it took hours!)

Escape rooms

Murder mystery nights

Making (and eating) homemade ice cream

Reciting your favourite love songs/poetry/quotes together

Sharing a smoothie (two straws or one; you decide!)

Visiting a Build-a-Bear/equivalent and making each other toys

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Mieko Kawakami, from 'Heaven'

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Hello people! Today I offer you some Latin phrases that I’ve either learned in school or are common in Italian:

In vino veritas: “in wine there is truth”, it means that when people are drunk they always tell the truth.

Carpe diem: “seize the moment/day”, it basically has the same meaning as “you only live once”.

Ad maiora semper: “to bigger things”, used to wish somebody an even more prosperous future.

Omnia vincit amor, et nos cedamus amori: my personal favorite, it means “love wins over everything and we surrender to love”, it’s a quote by the poet Virgil.

Cogito ergo sum: “I think therefore I am”, quote by Descartes.

Mea culpa: “my fault”, often used in Italian instead of “colpa mia”.

Sui generis: “their genre”, used when describing someone or something that’s very peculiar, so it belongs to its own genre.

Memento mori: “remember that you will die”, it became an artistic movement in the 1600s.

Risus abundat in ore stultorum: “laughter abounds in the mouth of fools”, used sometimes by teachers to tell students to stop laughing.

Verba volant scripta manent: “words fly, writings remain”, used by teachers to tell students to take notes.

Repetita iuvant: “to repeat helps” also used by teachers to tell their students to study hahaha.

Okay I’m done hahaha.

There are many more famous Latin phrases and expressions, these are just the ones that came to mind.

Have a good day!

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“i have loved you. i have had to deal with that.”

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is this a curse to keep weirdos away lol

nothing weve posted are even firecrackers compared to this fucking atomic bomb of a post

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“Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout with some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven on by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand.”

- George Orwell

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Do you understand? When I am done telling you these stories, when you’re done listening to these stories, I am no longer I, and you are no longer you. In this afternoon we briefly merged into one. After this, you will always carry a bit of me, and I will always carry a bit of you, even if we both forget this conversation.

– Hao Jingfang

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Reblog if you’re dead

Wanna see how many people are dead

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“Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there’s no room for the present at all.”

— Evelyn Waugh, Brideshead Revisited

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beautiful beautiful people on this app

My sister puts glasses away upside down.

Because our mother does,

Because her mother did,

Because her mother lived through the Dust Bowl.

One day my father sat me down and told me about epigenetics.

How the trauma he went through

As a child in an abusive home

Wrote itself into his DNA

And, in turn, into mine.

How he and his brothers,

In various ways,

Are all sick from it.

How I might be too, someday,

And I’m not sure I’m not.

I hear people say,

When will we get back to normal?

And I think of a woman born in the twenty-first century

Who puts her glasses away differently

Because of what her great-grandmother endured

Ninety years before.