Human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them…life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.
— Gabriel García Márquez (via ismiledsweetly)


guess who’s having dinner with ann gale tonight? that’s right, me!

ann gale

(Source: 01012012)

Other by Robert Creeley


Having begun in thought there
in that factual embodied wonder
what was lost in the emptied lovers
patience and mind I first felt there
wondered again and again what for
myself so meager and finally singular
despite all issued therefrom whether
sister or mother or brother and father
come to love’s emptied place too late
to feel it again see again first there
all the peculiar wet tenderness the care
of her for whom to be other was first fate. 


Two young 1920s Women in Belfast by Clifford R Adams 1928

Interviewer: Why did you become a poet?
Megan Falley: I was frustrated that there is only on word in the English Language for “dream.” That is why I became a poet.

Head of a glacier, British Antarctic Expedition, 1907-1909


Head of a glacier, British Antarctic Expedition, 1907-1909

I was quiet, but I was not blind.
— Fanny Price, Mansfield Parki (via myspacequeen)

(Source: bibliophilebunny)


Francis Alys - Sometimes Making Something Leads to Nothing (1997)

374 plays


Vangelis - La Petite Fille de la Mer


(Source: heliomancy)


Life, August 9, 1948

I am afraid to stay here alone, I have nothing except my body
— it glistens in the dark, a star with crossed hands,
so that I am scared to look at myself. Earth,
do not abandon me.
Czesław Miłosz, ”The Song”  (via cerasiferae)

Jan Svoboda


Jan Svoboda