#Jill Poet

[mysticalpineforest]

i love the way strangers love each other

someone new by hozier; barbie (2023); like waves in the ocean we are personally connected by mike heseltine; love and the deli counter by jill mcdonough; eschatology by eve l. ewing

[soo1tgoes]

— I paint my nails black, I dye my hair a darker shade of brown

[blinkvlink]

is your detective a soldier, a poet or a king?

if you don't know what i'm talking about you can take the quiz it's a pretty cool quiz imo

[the-amber-to-my-ice]

"The Fallen Star"

So many stars in the sky and yet just one guides us home

No matter how far away or how dark was the sky

A light shone through, steady like your hands

Never to hold, pushing away anyone who dared come close to the cold

Anyone who dared be so bold and assume the iron bars of your ribs could trap a heart of gold

So bold and so foolish to take pyrite for treasure

You were like the sun trapped in the gown of a moon

Believing the light you gave was not of your own

Reflection of care and safety only one could feign so greatly

But one truth could not be denied, even despite all of your lies

They say a star burns the brightest in its final moments

Just like you did before deciding you could not make amends

[theplottdump]

Some Prom Spam! Another Vibe Change too, I did warn you. 🎵

𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘐'𝘮 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥'𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯' 𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦

𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦

𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘪𝘯' 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥

Give it up for your class of Gen 6 ancillary teens! Wooooo! 🥳

[rogerharkness]

Jack and Jill’s Place

Jack and Jill ran up the hill Just so they could be Just so they could see They saw All that they could see All lives live under the sea That is their place That is where they be The deeper you go The blinder you be Rise up above the sea Join Jack and Jill Take a breath and be free That’s the place I want to be Been many years One step at a time There’s always someone Who wants to take you down They are the ones who fell down and don’t want you around Wanting you to die like they did Be quite Don’t make a sound You’ll hear that song that sings around Leading you to the steps that can be found One step at a time You will find

Those who make a lot of noise Are the blind Only in silence You will find

By: Minister Peacefulpoet (word witch) 4/17/23

[unseentravler]

If you have written a fic, put it in the tage

[6peaches]

Jill Osier - Small Town

Listen. The rug is wet because I stood here. Because it started pouring. Because your door was open and I was under a tree. Because it was raining. Because the rain and tree both were in your backyard. Because so was I. Because you weren’t home. Because I knew you were bowling. Because I walk your road. Because your road goes by your house. Because I felt like a walk. Because it was going to rain. Because your door is never locked.

[simmyfrobby]

I wonder what it is about the sport of hockey specifically that inspires this many poems. I've not seen any other fanbase like this one.

200 of those hockey poems are admittedly on me. but with that said, i dont know if hockey is any more romantic than any other sport. ive for sure been weird about other rpf pairings before hockey (read: brocedes) & ive seen wonderful cycling, motogp & baseball edits. i think it might just be that there's something so very real and beautiful about live sports.

(cue the mark halliday poem. you know the one)

do you see?? do you get it??? football!! romance!!!! high stakes!!! athleticism!! the simple act of catching a ball somehow being the most important thing in the world!! the precision of it!! P O E T R Y

i think everybody should be a romantic when it comes to sports.

 A. Bartlett Giamatti

Hanif Abdurraquib

and as for poetry:

"The qualities I appreciate most in my favorite soccer players happen to be the same ones I appreciate in my favorite poets: beauty, creativity, flair, imagination, skill—all words, incidentally, that I’d attach to Pelé and Romário."

Duy Doan

Anselm Berrigan

and okay. a few more sports poems while im at it:

Ray Fleming

Jill McDonough

Hanif Abdurraqib

Peter Balakian

Naomi Shihab Nye

Oliver Evans

also Catch by Samiya Bashir which always reminds me of this poem by Trygve Skaug (@lemondropbois edit)

also these lines from "The crowd at the ball game" by William Carlos Williams:

So in detail they, the crowd, / are beautiful // for this / to be warned against // saluted and defied— / It is alive, venomous // it smiles grimly / its words cut—

Kevin Young's Brown is full of baseball poems and therefore incredible

i wont end on my own words. Abdurraqib makes this point more eloquently than i ever could:

it's really not just hockey..

[jillraggett]

Plant of the Day

Saturday 9 March 2024

This non-climbing mature ivy Hedera helix f. poetarum 'Poetica Arborea' (Poet's ivy) makes a dome-shaped shrub which is covered through the winter and into spring with clusters of yellow fruit.

Jill Raggett

[kidsforever2007]

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[kiashie]

Clive/Gav headcanons/rambles/???

remembering i can post whatever i want once again so i'm posting some clive/gav headcanons since i was talking to a friend about our desires for character study slowburn but also our lamentations that we are not fic writers. and how barely anybody else is talking about this ship. so here's the compiled thoughts i've had. (there's more of them than i thought)

(gripping you) think about it with me :) (writers feel free to steal these thoughts as ammunition)

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It's very 'Gav falls first, Clive falls harder'. Gav's got eyes, he see's what we all see and as he sees the kind of man Clive is and he's gonna fall deeper. and he also may think he's out of Clive's league. - Clive's got enough self resentment that he isn't even sure he's allowed to love again. the subject of 'loving somebody' is likely barely on the table in his mind yet after 13 years of spite and revenge, he still needs to catch up. Jill may put it on the table as it was maybe something they once felt, or something they were once expected to have; but they're different people now, trying to find themselves in their new space to do so. And during that time Gav is waiting for that 'will they wont they' to unfold.

Clive has spent a lot of time having to be physically violent against his will, so i think he enjoys getting to actually touch people affectionately for once - which we see for ourselves flusters Gav. as Gav grows accustomed to and even reciprocating of it (Gav having his growing crush and deciding to take what he can get) Clive's very glad with how comfortable he can be around Gav without consciously thinking too hard about it. along with how much i think Clive respects and admires Gav for everything he does, he's glad to continue being physically affectionate to show his appreciation.

Clive reflects on how for 13 years he had nothing to sincerely smile for while stuck as a hateful miserable soldier, and even before then under his mother they were few and far between. and as he's finding his footing for the first time in forever this funny breath of fresh air comes along and suddenly he's smiling. often even. And he can't even remember the last time his smile felt real. The last time he laughed so hard, eventually to the point where it's hard enough to make his chest hurt. that he doesn't quite feel like he's drowning.

he tries not to think too hard when Gav gets either giddy or flustered when he's praised lest the word "cute" fill his head. How he thinks Gav deserves all those kind words every time.

He and Gav have had their quiet moments over the years of the timeskip, and maybe somewhere earlier in the timeline than what happens in the game before joshua's returned, Gav's brings up earlier; "i never got to be a big brother" - losing his family in one night - and instead him relating to Clive on the feeling of failing to protect and save a younger sibling. in that vulnerable moment maybe Gav musters up asking 'was being a big brother nice? atleast for a little while?'. and they can mourn together the lost chances, pressure, and pride.

Along the way Clive picks up that Gav's jokes are how he gets by with the darker thoughts, the self doubts, the feeling of not being enough. and he comes to appreciate the Gav that isn't just trying to make him laugh or ease up, the Gav that is also struggling, that makes reminding him he's special continue to mean more to him. when he wants to be the one that also makes Gav smile and laugh and be happy to be alive in return

Gav's a man who's never been good at fancy words, and suddenly he wants to be a poet because he needs a way to describe the feelings he has. As he lets Clive see all his doubts and flaws but never being shamed for it, continuing to be treated by Clive's kindness, he cherishes feeling legitimately seen and cared for despite his weakness. and he feels like the most honoured man alive whenever Clive confides his struggles in him more and more too

everybody has been watching these two insufferably pine, Gav being more self aware and self concious, while Clive not even figuring out his own feelings yet for so long doesn't realize that he's obvious to everyone else :)

When Clive finally puts all the points together, being struck with the realization he's in love. the subsequent question "oh fuck is that allowed", and is laying in that bed hands in his hair staring wide eyed at the ceiling utterly stricken. But Clive, always the driven man, will eventually resolve to let Gav know, because he thinks Gav deserves that much. to let him know how grateful he is to know how to love someone - him - like this.

a leader and his scout to guide eachother :)

[vv4nn4b3]

✯Intro✯

About me: im Zac! she 09 (4teen) Scorpio ENTJ sapphic(wlw) 92.34% of the time (unlabled tho) ill link my face rev below :3

Im in a band, i play guitar, bass and piano. I collect cassettes. I am an artists and poet! I also do photography, i roller skate, read a lot, and love music. I love dr.peper, mads mikkleson, earplugs, movies, books, poems, true crime, documentaries, dogs, writing music, iceberg vids, chococat, and camomile tea. I rarley post on here but i thought i would re introduce myself

Bands i like: ✯Alice in chains✯Jack off Jill✯Deftones✯Korn✯Slipknot✯Rammstein✯NIN✯Specimen ✯ Bauhaus✯Siouxsie and The Banshees✯Hole✯Bikini kill✯Jeff Buckley✯The Smiths✯The Cure✯Fleetwood Mac✯Radiohead✯Oasis✯Soundgarden✯Sonic Youth✯The Smashing Pumpkins✯Kimya Dawson✯Nirvana✯They Might Be Giants✯System Of A Down✯Tyler the creator✯MSI✯Oingo Boingo✯The Mountain Goats✯t.A.T.u.✯Alex G✯ Lana del Rey✯ Sound Garden✯ RadioHead✯ Elliot Smith✯

Movies 𖤐Pulp Fiction𖤐Rocky Horror Picture Show𖤐Scary movie𖤐Thirteen𖤐Donnie Darko𖤐Mid 90s𖤐Hereditary𖤐The Virgin Suicides𖤐Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind𖤐Heathers𖤐American psycho𖤐Welcome to the dollhouse𖤐But im a cheerleader𖤐Moonrise Kingdom𖤐Royal Tennubaulms𖤐Juno𖤐Lady bird𖤐 Ghost World𖤐Jojo Rabbit𖤐Midsommar𖤐girl interrupted Fight Club𖤐Silence of the lambs𖤐isle of the dogs𖤐The professional𖤐Truman show𖤐Labrynth𖤐spaceballs𖤐

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Books:

✘Girl in pieces✘My Year of Rest and Relaxation✘Girl, interrupted✘The Bell Jar✘Lapvona✘Valley of the Dolls✘Being Lolita✘Dead poets Society✘The Virgin Suicides✘The Idiot✘The Catcher and The Rye✘Diary of an Oxygen Thief✘Homesick for Another World✘Uzimaki✘Little women✘Animal Farm✘

FACE REV BELOW! I prolly wont post ever again TT: @zozeio Looking for mootie pies! ok bye

[holdoncallfailed]

do you have favourite poets? i think i often feel lonely because no one seems to love ‘mayakovsky’ by frank o’hara the same way i love it

sorry idk how long this has been in my inbox! in all honesty, i used to be very into poetry but my interest in it has waned quite a bit over the years—ironically, i don't have enough patience to read whole books of it anymore. :( however there are definitely individual poems that i love a lot, and poets whose writing i admire whether or not it comes in the form of poetry (i.e. margaret atwood, audre lorde, naomi shihab nye, hanif abdurraqib)...i do love frank o'hara though.

here are some favorite poems off the top of my head

dear portia by jenny boychuk

the way to keep going in antarctica by bernadette mayer

gretel in darkness by louise glück

the love that dares to speak its name by james kirkup

recuerdo by edna st. vincent millay

talking to helen by lisel mueller

anne sexton at the bookstore by jen rouse

love poem by linda pastan

i know a man by robert creeley

the gate by marie howe

small town by jill osier

miracle ice cream by adrienne rich

also, this prose poem by arkaye kierulf that blew my world wide open when i was twelve or thirteen

and my favorite frank o'hara poem is an image of leda. :)

[septembersung]

Ooh! Line of poetry by a favourite living authour?

From Li-Young Lee, “Braiding.”

I quoted this poem in the end of my poem “Empathy” (which quotes or riffs on an awful lot of poets… what can I say, it was my workshop era) and I’m still very satisfied with it (highly unusual for me):

There’s also the final stanza in “Change-Ringing” by Sally Thomas, from her book Motherland:

Or I could quote the entirety of Apologia by Jill Alexander Essbaum. Here’s just a sample:

So, some of my favorite contemporary poets are fairly recently deceased (like Mary Oliver and Richard Wilbur) so I have to think a bit harder here.

Here’s the conclusion of “News Update” from John Balaban’s Locusts At The Edge of Summer:

And the whole poem:

I’d like to go on but life outside the digital box is calling.

[motownfiction]

"safe" place

Susie asks Steph how she likes her dorm at Central. Since Susie never went away to college, she’s always been curious (always been pushing, but that’s a story Steph isn’t willing to tell right now, maybe not ever). Steph talks about her roommate Jill, how she has interesting posters of movies that Steph has never heard of, how she listens to all kinds of music (but not as much music as Sam), how she mostly wears black to emulate the Beat poets she thinks she should love so much. And then she calls the dorm a “safe” place. With air quotes. Without even thinking about it. “Safe” place.

It makes Susie laugh over her arugula. What could possibly be sarcastic about safe? She wonders about Steph’s doubts, too, because she doesn’t really seem to have any. But she doesn’t push. Thank goodness she doesn’t push.

Because then, Steph might have to tell her about how pretty Jill looks when she ties her hair up before studying … how great she smells when she puts on that cheap chocolate-scented perfume, best suited for a little girl trying on perfume for the first time. Drugstore chic really shouldn’t work this well for someone who’s nineteen and not nine. Steph might have to tell her mother about how Jill is into her until Steph reciprocates too hard, too obviously, too much. She might have to tell her mother that when Jill isn’t there, she spends a lot of time wishing she was … a lot of time wishing they could work out whatever it is Jill is afraid of. Whatever it is they’re both afraid of.

But Susie doesn’t push.

And Steph holds the door shut.

(part of @nosebleedclub poetry month challenge -- day 11!)