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acacia selene
speak to me, yeah, when you're lonely you can speak to me
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The Symbolist Movement in Literature by Arthur Symons
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puddles I step into with feet
I walk with wings attached to the little pool
floating in the space
I take my heart back
reaching with open hands
cupped water and my beating heart
"Winged Pools" by Acacia Selene
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While I adore the film noir star I was, now I prefer the softer touch of basic browns and fluffy pinks, the unexpurgated grace of greens, the flare of reds,
“Mastering Faith in Grafton Park” from American Cool by George Drew
#mastering faith in grafton park#american cool#george drew#poetry#poems#quotes#anotha one#exhalereleased
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when he touched me, when our bodies moved roughly, rawly, with a desperation that I could finally feel, I felt our love, I felt our happiness, I felt our sadness, I felt everything we've had so far, I've felt what we will have in the future: my missing part, my only part,
"always loving, always will keep going for you" by Acacia Selene
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How did I come back from this vision feeling more in love with you? And just so much certain that I'm doting on you, just so much certain that you want what I want to do: even if you're not, I am deliriously devoted to you.
"After a prayer to Asariel" by Acacia Selene
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"I have always had in me something, I know not what, which made me do differently from others; and, with me, fidelity is perhaps no more than pride. Having only myself to rely upon, I have had to strengthen, to build up that self."
From a passage on Honore de Balzac from The Symbolist Movement in Literature
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A man saw a ball of gold in the sky;
He climbed for it,
And eventually he achieved it --
It was clay.
Now this is the strange part:
When the man went to the earth
And looked again,
Lo, there was the ball of gold.
Now this is the strange part:
It was a ball of gold.
Aye, by the heavens, it was a ball of gold.
"A man saw a ball of gold in the sky;" by Stephen Crane
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Sonnets LIII from William Shakespeare
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For joy's sake, from my hands, take some honey and some sun.
“The Necklace”, by Osip Mandelstam, tr. by A.S Kline
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Paul Verlaine’s description of Arthur Rimbaud, in Les Poetes Maudits.
#les poetes maudits#paul verlaine#arthur rimbaud#french surrealism#quotes#images#lit#poetry#french poets#exhalereleased
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How far, how far, a kiss may bear us like a traveling ship; I slip out of the borderland of consciousness, kiss me again, again.
“Myrtle Bough: VIII” from H.D.: Selected Poems by H.D.
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For People In Love edited by Tina Hacker
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Beautiful, wide-spread, fire upon leaf, what meadow yields so fragrant a leaf as your bright leaf?
Sea Poppies by Hilda Doolittle
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Give me the shores and the wharves heavy-fringed with the black ships! O such for me! O an intense life! O full to repletion, and varied!
"Give Me The Splendid, Silent Sun" by Walt Whitman
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"Blue" by May Swenson
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“The Purloined Letter” by Jacques Lacan
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this body sits here in a bed
angled strangely
cradled like a baby
forged upon my mind
is a pure ecstasy
wanting to behold this
and truly get to See
that after all this, I sit here and think
whilst angled strangely
cradled like a baby
"And after all that," by Acacia Selene
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