Poetry
Yufa and
Poetry
They call this knot of stars a Weaving Girl
whose golden needle tears the dark apart.
whose golden needle tears the dark apart.
R. Nemo Hill • Eleventh Reverie of Magellan by R. Nemo Hill
Film, Music & Poetry
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I was single for all of my 20s and half of my 30s, so Valentine’s Day will always make me think of my friends. (Just please don’t make me say ’Galentine’s Day.’) | Tag a bestie, duh.
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instagram.comAnd well contrived words, firm fixing, never forgotten,
William Blake • Jerusalem. The Emanation of the Giant Albion/Plate 12 - Wikisource, the free online library
But now it has happened,
No use in talking
The silence between me and you
Has never had meaning.
It was, love it, that was all
That was asked.
But now it has happened,
No words for the foretime,
The desperation has made me the same,
Has made me another.
Who looks at the shape of the fish
Grow giant on the side of his bowl,
Who walks on the terrace
Observing... See more
No use in talking
The silence between me and you
Has never had meaning.
It was, love it, that was all
That was asked.
But now it has happened,
No words for the foretime,
The desperation has made me the same,
Has made me another.
Who looks at the shape of the fish
Grow giant on the side of his bowl,
Who walks on the terrace
Observing... See more
Unknown • CHET ON POETRY (Chet Baker)
