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phana-banana · 6 months ago
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I wish The Great Gatsby a very pleasant public domain.
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megairea · a year ago
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— Richard Siken, from I Had a Dream About You; Crush, 2005
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enthymesis · 5 months ago
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Sylvia Plath, from Unpublished Poems; “Barren Woman”
Text ID: The moon lays a hand on my forehead,
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juneacademia · a year ago
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Dark Academia Playlist
a little dark, a little whimsical, tunes to make you feel like the main character in a film.
roslyn — bon iver, st. vincent
the secret history — the chamber orchestra of london
les mémoires blessées — dark sanctuary
into dust — mazzy star
clair de lune, l. 32 — claude debussy
show me how — men i trust
eyes on fire — blue foundation
over the moon — the marías
falling asleep with a book on your chest — lullatone
solo — five mile town
tchaikovsky: swan lake — pyotr ilyich tchaikovsky
altogether — slowdive
cigar & a 78 — five mile town
visions of gideon — sufjan stevens
thinking of you — cosmic child
headache — grouper
if i’m asleep — five mile town
dark — daffodils
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megairea · a year ago
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Louise Glück, from Departure; Meadowlands, 1996
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megairea · a year ago
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—  Hilda Doolittle, from Winter Love
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megairea · a year ago
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What can you know about a person? They shift in the light. You can’t light up all sides at once. Add a second light and you get a second darkness,
Richard Siken, from Portrait of Fryderyk in Shifting Light; War of the Foxes, 2015
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feral-ballad · 7 months ago
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I loved you before I was born. It doesn’t make sense, I know. I saw your eyes before I had eyes to see. And I’ve lived longing for your every look ever since. That longing entered time as this body. And the longing grew as this body waxed. And the longing grows as this body wanes. That longing will outlive this body. I loved you before I was born. It makes no sense, I know. Long before eternity, I caught a glimpse of your neck and shoulders, your ankles and toes. And I’ve been lonely for you from that instant. That loneliness appeared on earth as this body. And my share of time has been nothing but your name outrunning my ever saying it clearly. Your face fleeing my ever kissing it firmly once on the mouth. In longing, I am most myself, rapt, my lamp mortal, my light hidden and singing. I give you my blank heart. Please write on it what you wish.
Li-Young Lee, from The Undressing: Poems; “I loved you before I was born”
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barcarole · a year ago
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James Baldwin at home in Neuilly, 1970. Photos by Guy Le Querrec.
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megairea · 6 months ago
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Frank Bidart, from Confessional: II; Half-light: Collected Poems 1965-2016
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