#early poems

[majestativa]

We are alone in this terror, alone, […] you and I.

— William Carlos Williams, Early Poems, (1997)

[macrolit]

Empty Mirror and Howl Allen Ginsberg

[lonesome-dreamsss]

his handprint may be burned into your skin but it's still the gentlest touch you've ever received.

[liriostigre]

Mary Oliver, “Something.” Why I Wake Early

[silent-insanities]

I want all of my mornings to be with you.

[seraphinesaintclair]

“Tattered, Shining” by Seraphine Saintclair

[life-imitates-art-far-more]

John William Waterhouse (1849-1917) "The Lady Clare" (1900) Oil on canvas Pre-Raphaelite Currently in a private collection The painting is based on the poem "Lady Clare" (1842) by Alfred Lord Tennyson.

[majestativa]

Must you taste everything? Must you know everything? Must you have a part in everything?

— William Carlos Williams, Early Poems, (1997)

[sanddollarpoems]

I wish I had it in me to fly again.

These wings have become

more decorations than anything;

more like metaphors than useful things.

I wish I had it in me to fly again.

I miss soaring over the tree tops,

but I've become scared of heights,

and it's too dangerous to fly at night now.

But I wish I had it in me to fly again.

[trashraccoongirl]

[thehartster-blog]

Going through the motions

[liriostigre]

Mary Oliver “Why I Wake Early.” Why I Wake Early

[wildbasil]

group therapy (they make each other worse)

[diioonysus]

vintage illustrations + my tattoo list

[sfsolstice]

Mary Oliver, from "The Lover of Earth Cannot Help Herself," in Why I Wake Early

[eri-pl]

Námo, but it's that one song / poem that's one of the (many) reasons of my pink purple Feanturi agenda.