#tragic poems

[thefugitivesaint]

Alberto Martini (1876-1954), ''Il Castello del sogno, poema tragico'' by Enrico Annibale Butti, 1919 Source

[sinbadalexandros]

Feeling it so I'm going to post about it

[macaulaytwins]

“A Primer for the Small Weird Loves”, Richard Siken // The Sunshine Court, Nora Sakavic

[aanon04]

“Se que yo no voy a volver, pero está bien, estoy tranquilo. Estoy preparado para lo que viene. Los dos lo estamos. Y me pone muy feliz saber que ustedes si lo van a lograr. Eso me pone contento, Nando.”

“I know I'm not coming back, but it's okay, I'm calm. I'm ready for what's coming. We both are. And it makes me very happy to know that you are all going to make it. That makes me happy, Nando.”

society of the snow (2023)

numa turcatti: on tragic heroes.

the gods show up - michael kinnucan | the truth about grief - fortesa latifi | the invisible life of addie larue - v.e. schwab | strangers - ethel cain | dear layal - hala alyan | ??? | o’death - frances molina | icarus - the crane wives

[asoftepiloguemylove]

THINK I'LL MISS YOU FOREVER // SATORU & SUGURU

Anton Chekhov Complete Works of Anton Chekhov, excerpt from "The Doctor" // 劇場版 呪術廻戦 0 Jujutsu Kaisen 0 (2021) dir. Sunghoo Park // unknown // Lemony Snicket The Beatrice Letters // Iain Thomas The City Rises and Falls // 呪術廻戦 Jujutsu Kaisen (2020-) dir. Sunghoo Park; Shota Goshozono // Samuel Beckett Waiting for Godot // Emily Brontë The Collected Novels, excerpt from "Wuthering Heights" // 呪術廻戦 Jujutsu Kaisen (2020-) cr. Gege Akutami // Madeline Miller The Song of Achilles // Langston Hughes // Mitski Francis Forever // 呪術廻戦 Jujutsu Kaisen (2020-) dir. Sunghoo Park; Shota Goshozono // Silas Denver Melvin (@sweatermuppet) 1.15.22 // Marina Tsvetaeva from a letter to Boris Pasternak // 呪術廻戦 (2020-) cr. Gege Akutami // H.D. Loss // Mo Xiang Tong Xiu Heaven Official's Blessing Vol. 3

[jojo-the-bird]

[minwritings]

lie amore, lie

he caresses my arm, going gently over my moles and sketching over the outline of my tattoos. his fingertips slowly reach my lips as he brushes over them with such adoration in his eyes. the incandescent glisten in his eyes is so compelling, so persuasive, sort of like he's asking me to love him in his entirety. his love is sinful, he's aware of this, yet i wake up every morning, conceding every inch of my soul to him. lie amore, lie, tell me your love won't be painful anymore and i'll stay put, always.

[colleybri]

A sonnet for Jyn Erso and Cassian Andor

Your fight this day is done with this harsh dawn

So rest, dear Pilgrims, be at peace at last.

Your weary flesh and all you’ve left to mourn

Will fade now; there’s no future, present past -

Nor is there pain. Prepare for dreamless flight

Between the stars; be crystal and bright dust.

Let others take your Torch of hope and light,

Brave Captain, ‘Little Sister’, in the glass find trust.

Pass into light with love. You’ve earned your rest,

Your parents’ pride and love and faith you knew,

Hand in hand, find strength to pass this final test.

Heart in heart, you’ll find your “Welcome home” here too.

You burned your futures for another future’s morn.

From hearts like yours the strongest stars are born.

[virgininorbit]

“I’ll go”

“And I’ll stay”

“And we’ll be okay”

Normal People

[dive-nire]

I don’t feel like fighting it any longer. 

We consume and are consumed, but emptiness is manmade.

And yet whatever you and I were made to be, we are not.

Dive Nire, Metanoia

[simmyfrobby]

― “Failing and Flying,” Jack Gilbert

Hockey Poetry Post 17/?

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[sinbadalexandros]

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[timberfigure]

I have a hard time romanticizing death but to die in a bed that you visit every day I can idealize. A blanket that smells like you and a bedside table with the candles you love. A window with the same natural light that woke you up every morning. I get weaker and slower. My words are more delicate every day but I'll say as many as possible. It is terrifying to go slowly; you have to think about passing for much longer than you should. And I have a hard time romanticizing death but to die in a bed that you visit every day I can idealize.

[raayllum]

2x06 / 2x07

+ Bonus:

[glitter-lisp]

[4agonies]

In the midst of unsurety of ever meeting you again,

In the midst of warming summer days,

When you were the wind and I was the wave,

There is a field,

When the stars collide, the world shrinks and we become dust,

I shall meet you there again, along with my love that never killed itself.

I shall meet you, once again.

-Aniya