#Going Home Poem

[leechteethwrites]

a piece of something i wrote

[bixels]

The idea that uni protesters are "elitist ivy-league rich kids larping as revolutionaries" on Twitter and Reddit and even here is so fucking funny to me if you actually know anything about the student bodies at these unis. Take it from someone who's going to one of the biggest private unis in the US, 80% of the peers I know are either from the suburbs or an apartment somewhere in America, children of immigrants, or here on a student visa. I've heard about one-percenter students, but I've never met one in person. Like, don't get me wrong, the institution as a whole is still very privileged and white. I've talked with friends and classmates about feeling weird or dissonant being here and coming from such a different background. But in my art program, I see BIPOC, disabled, queer, lower-income students and faculty trying to deconstruct and tear that down and make space every day. So to take a cursory glance at a crowd of student protesters in coalitions that are led by BIPOC & 1st/2nd-gen immigrant students and HQ'd in ethnic housings and student organizations and say, "ah. children of the elite." Get real.

[technicolourcowboy]

He would listen to mitski I think

[metamorphesque]

"Self-lullaby", Vahan Teryan (translated by Tathev Simonyan)

[leonardospoetry]

How foolish of us for trying  to escape the changes of life. I wonder if a flower tries to resist as the universe pulls its existence  from within the seed to the bud and then petal by petal,  bringing it back into the  one. Maybe it just says, with all  the silence of its being,  thank you.

[frindoka]

and the universe said i love you because you are love @laikascomet

[meidui]

Sometimes I still sleep with your boots on in case I am you in the dream-snows and you’re cold and you want to come home. – Joseph Fasano, “Love”

[corpsentry]

here i give u poem or wtv

[syn4k]

i tried to find myself in the stars but i was too small for them. then i tried to find myself in the trees but i moved too much for them. then i tried to find myself in the sea and i cared too much for it to accept me. then i tried to find myself in god but i wasn't divine enough for her. then i tried to find myself in the government but i don't enjoy having power enough for them. and i tried to find myself in the work of my hands and of my mouth but it was always imperfect and i got too tired too quickly and i tried to find myself in stories but i never leave my room and i tried to find myself in the void of space but it's nothing and i'm something. i even tried to find myself in myself but i couldnt recognize anything id ever done. exhausted eventually i went back home to find something familiar but i was a stranger in my own house and nobody recognized me anymore for the world had changed me in ways they couldn't understand so really what the fuck am i supposed to do now? 

[coffeexxcigarettes]

Let me come home to you.

I have been shivering for what feels like

Forever.

Encircle me in your arms,

Hold me so tight I feel my ribs start to break,

And let me hide in you.

Let your voice be my lullaby,

Let your lips be the antidote

To such a deadly fog.

I can offer nothing but a tired soul,

Who sees warm gold in every fibre of your being-

I beg for nothing,

But I beg of you.

Bring me home.

x

[kiisuuumii]

Kaveh Akbar, from "Portrait of the Alcoholic with Home Invader and Housefly," in Calling a Wolf a Wolf

[sanddollarpoems]

I'm ready to leave

The maddening spin

Be back on pacific time

In coastal mode

A slower pace

Less socializing

Less traffic

A lull as rhythmic

As the waves on the shore

[faaun]

procrastination is starting to have its consequences finally

[pegasusdrawnchariots]

thing I am normal abt #1: the simile Homer chose to describe Odysseus at the end of the 5th rhapsody of the Odyssey

(translation by Emily Wilson)

[jimmyspades]

let’s stay like this forever let’s just keep pretending

[incomingalbatross]

Classifications

(formed on the basis of scientific study and highly objective criteria of course)

Odysseus: Homer's guy (polytropos, trickster-warrior-king, really really wants to get home)

Ulysses: Virgil's guy (every Trojan in unison: booooo), also Dante's guy and that of people copying Dante (adventurer, wanderlust and desire for knowledge)

Ody: Jorge Rivera-Herrans's guy (guilt complex, morals broken by the world, also really really wants to get home)

Ulysses, italicized: Not actually a guy (whatever James Joyce was doing idk I'm not a modernist)