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inkwelloftheheart · 2 days
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While I might be young, my imagination knows no bounds.
-Flynn Caulfield
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poetricismic · 11 hours
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Wonder what we could have become if the past had been happier...
Poetricismic
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leaflets-11 · 1 day
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There was a plant that was about to die and then suddenly it rained.
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animentality · 3 months
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sakshinarula · 6 months
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I am not going to make my grief small and palatable. My love wasn't small either.
- Sakshi Narula
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mkwrites · 6 months
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I can’t let him read my poetry because how could I go back to being strangers with someone who has seen my soul?
-m.k. // words are windows to the soul
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ariennekennedy · 5 days
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polyniceqpennewell · 5 days
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poetryofmanya · 1 year
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luckystarinsky · 1 year
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when mary oliver said ‘if you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. give in to it.’
and mahmoud darwish said ‘and if happiness should surprise you again, do not mention its previous betrayal.
enter into the happiness, and burst.’
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inkwelloftheheart · 3 days
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We'll weave a tale of sunshine
Chase the blues away.
-Flynn Caulfield
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poetricismic · 11 hours
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So I wrote you many letters, I couldn't send...Words, through my feather, I couldn't paint... Emotions, I could not reveal... So I hid and wished to no longer feel...The love I had for you...Oh! Past lover...
Poetricismic
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leaflets-11 · 2 days
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God fuels confidence in me each day.🙏🏻💕🌸🧿
@leaflets-11
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considerablecolors · 7 months
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Despite the explicit instruction not to, Orpheus looks back. He needs to know if Eurydice will follow him anywhere, and so, he turns- And he finds her standing in place, unmoving.
We, the audience, find this sad for a few reasons:
1. We know there was a time when Eurydice would have followed him to the ends of the earth and straight into hell- but now, she watches Orpheus ascend to heaven alone. We know there was a time when she would have followed. We know what has changed between the then and the now.
2. Orpheus does not know what has changed. Orpheus does not know Eurydice stays because of how badly she loves. Orpheus thinks Eurydice has stayed behind because she does not love him enough.
3. Eurydice thinks the same thing. We know this, but we cannot tell them. They have both gone to places we cannot go.
4. By looking back, Orpheus has doomed them both, thinking he was saving them. If given the chance, he would do it again.
5. At some point, Orpheus believed the world was good, and Eurydice believed the world was evil. At some point, their love was powerful enough to change each other's minds.
6. Now, both see what the world could be. Orpheus reveres it. Eurydice fears it. Both are wrong. We don't know if their love can become powerful enough to change their minds again.
7. Eurydice does not follow, but she waits to see if Orpheus will turn around again. She cannot resist one last look.
8. We, the audience, know what has happened, and we know why- Orpheus and Eurydice are not gods. Their mistakes are human. We watch the scene again and again, denying what has transpired, longing for a deeper reason- coffees, lies, a higher power- but the story of Orpheus and Eurydice plays out the way it always does, for the reason it always has- love.
9. These two know the story of Orpheus and Eurydice well. Perhaps they watched it play out. Perhaps they greeted Eurydice at death's door. Perhaps they sat in a tavern and heard Orpheus play. Aziraphale thinks the story is about the inevitably of fate, the inability to resist the higher-ups- a god's will is ineffable. Crowley thinks the story is about the inevitably of leaving, the inability to have a happy ending- a god is always cruel. Neither have gotten this story quite right.
10. Once again, Aziraphale and Crowley have forgotten to focus on the love.
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liesandnights · 4 months
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I’m surviving solely on day dreams and fantasies at this point.
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animentality · 1 year
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