#poem tree

[flowerytale]

Frank O'Hara, from "Meditations in an Emergency"; The Collected Poems

[hedgehog-moss]

The shadows have their seasons, too. The feathery web the budding maples cast down upon the sullen lawn

bears but a faint relation to high summer's umbrageous weight […]

And loveliest, because least looked-for, gray on gray, the stripes the pearl-white winter sun

hung low beneath the leafless wood draws out from trunk to trunk across the road like a stairway that does not rise.

John Updike, “Penumbrae”

[thehopefulquotes]

I gave you my heart and that’s all I can give you, and if that’s not enough, then I’m not enough.

One Tree Hill

[hotboyyuuji]

Keiko Takemiya Art Collection 1980 Self Scanned: 1000dpi Download: http://bit.ly/3WbXN6I #KazeToKiNoUta #風と木の詩

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[97tears]

Hey

[serialsunset]

These guys

[adriancm]

It was only for a moment, but it was ours.

[katerinaaqu]

So she spoke, and made trial of her husband. But Odysseus, in a burst of anger, spoke to his true-hearted wife, and said: “Woman, truly this is a bitter word that thou hast spoken. Who has set my bed elsewhere? Hard would it be for one, [185] though never so skilled, unless a god himself should come and easily by his will set it in another place. But of men there is no mortal that lives, be he never so young and strong, who could easily pry it from its place, for a great token is wrought in the fashioned bed, and it was I that built it and none other.

Hom.Od.23.181-189

So everyone loves the moment of recognition between Penelope and Odysseus and how Penelope basically "forces the true Odysseus" come out with her own trick. Many believe that the recognition happens because of the detailed account of how he made the bed and how it was the secret only a few knew but in my opinion this is not 100% true.

Penelope did not recognize her husband because he analyzed their secret; she recognized him because of his reaction.

Odysseus replied "in a burst of anger". He is exaspirated, afraid, worried and surprised. That is the husband she wants to see; the husband who wants nothing else but his home, his roots and his wife. Anyone could reveal to any mortal the secret of her bed; from one of the servants till one of the gods but there is one thing no one can fake;

The GENUINE emotion. Odysseus replied so immediately and so abruptly in such a genuine emotion that left Penelope no doubt yet that this was her husband. Odysseus didn't just ask her how it is possible to move the bed; he asked her in ANGER a genuine exaspiration and disbelief. No actor or god could mimic that genuine emotion. Odysseus spent about half his time in Ithaca hiding his emotions so he would survive. At that moment of the mention of moving the imovable bed his emotions just showed.

The sign she recognized was not the information he gave her it was his heart.

[bishonenspit]

Le Poème du Vent et des Arbres - Keiko Takemiya (Shogakukan 1985)

[liahleeh]

O fato da depressão/ansiedade ser silenciosa, me deixa aterrorizada. Você pode estar no seu momento mais feliz, em questão de segundos, a chavinha vira e você se encontra num lugar escuro, muito difícil de se sair...

[thoughtkick]

I gave you my heart and that’s all I can give you, and if that’s not enough, then I’m not enough.

One Tree Hill

[greenlaut]

orange tree

myrrh in your lungs and the golden disk haloed behind your head

your face is made for war

(would you trip and fall like a shot dove?)

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(irl stuff below cut)

since my father's death i have been doing awful with drawing. i can't bring myself to make art. i feel like i lost something. i can't understand it—i still can't.

this is the first piece since my father's death that feels like i'm back in my own skin.

i have been playing assassin's creed lately to pass the time. when i was a teenager, i loved ac very much. altaïr was my favourite as a teen. i think it's the rage and helplessness that we share that made me identify with him. i couldn't afford the games as a kid so i'd spend hours just watching walkthroughs, looking at fanarts, and reading fanfictions. years later and now as an adult, i'm playing ac unity that i got on a whim when it was on sale. i think i'll purchase ac1 when it's on sale later. for now, i will indulge my past self by playing as a french man doomed by the narrative.

while it's off topic, this piece is inspired by the relationship of palestinians with their oranges/orange trees. free palestine.

[metamorphesque]

— Speaking Tree, Joy Harjo

[text ID: I carry a yearning I cannot bear alone in the dark—]

[thehopefulquotes]

I gave you my heart and that’s all I can give you, and if that’s not enough, then I’m not enough.

One Tree Hill

[worldbuildingwanderlust]

You are never lost

If you never focus on

The destination

[97tears]

sorry for inactivity…. check out my new itabag though 🍎🖍️