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#i wish i was a poet
dumblr · 4 months
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You're so beautiful, that I'm ashamed I'm not a poet.
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esmeraywrites · 3 months
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OKKKAAAYYY SO I COME BACK HERE TO PANIC BECAUSE OMG??? I FOUND THIS POST OF POETRY AND TEXTED THE POET THAT ITS BEAUTIFUL AND THEY WENT "THANK YOU BEAUTIFUL SOUL" AND. I. MELTED.
Like idc if it's a total creep or wt or whoev i don't even know their name but that is so sweet? Like are all poets like this? This beautifully woven souls? This honey tongued? Like pleaseee 🩶🩶🩶 i would trade anything to have a single convo with poets omggg
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thedarkacademian · 1 year
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oh my god there are so many books to read and instruments to learn and languages to speak and poems to write and oranges to eat and ideologies to study and songs to sing and films to watch and people to kiss and
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ther0sesared3ad · 1 month
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The urge to learn every language and play every instrument and travel the world and live through every historical time period and be a writer and a poet and an actor and
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sonic-adventure-3 · 1 year
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a murder to solve, espio’s verses delight, haiku answer all
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coldbrewnette · 4 months
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Do you ever see something or think of something and think hmm there’s poetry here. If only I knew how to articulate it
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deadcrowcalling · 3 days
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swiftes i am sorry (no im not) but please stop tagging dead poets society and stuff that sounds like that in posts related to taylor's new album 😭 (unless it's dps related lmao)
like PLEASE i am on my knees BEGGING that dps doesn't become a swiftie thing
that's OUR (dps tumblr) MOVIE not yourssss
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historical-kitten · 22 days
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Ancient Roman Poets on a Modern Date
Catullus (Gaius Valerius Catullus)
If you meet him before Lesbia, he will be charming, eloquent, and happy to go wherever you like, although his funds could be limited. Even so, he'll make sure you both enjoy yourselves. Theater or concert tickets in the plebian--nosebleed--section, for instance. If you meet him after Lesbia, there is a possibility he will spend the entire time trauma-dumping about his ex. If you also have one to complain about, this could be cathartic.
Virgil (Publius Vergilius Maro)
He takes you out to his beehive dressed in full bee-keeping gear to introduce you to his bees and then goes inside, where you sample different varieties of honey drizzled over fruit. He is sweet, but does talk about fields and bees a lot.
Ovid (Gaius Valerius Catullus)
Let's be honest. This might be more of a Tinder or Grindr hookup than a date. However, it's possible you met at a theater, race track, parade, or seaside resort. If you are aro/ace, run away. If you aren't and you are interested in seeing if he truly is proficient as a teacher of love, stick around. Don't expect him to be faithful, however. And although his manners are perfect, remember that it's an art and a game to him, so guard your heart.
Horace (Quintus Horatius Flaccus)
He'll take you out for a night of expensive dining and pay for it solely because the friend of a friend that owns the place owes him. He is charming company and can get you into any exclusive club or private experience you want to go to, but will expect reciprocated favors. Also, he turns on the charm, but absolutely expects to be complimented in return.
Sulpicia
She plays hard to get initially, not wanting to be too obvious with her affection. The first date will be YOUR choice. Pick well and she'll follow that with a candlelit dinner and eternal devotion. She does have expensive taste, however, and she would absolutely report you to her scary uncle if you break her heart.
Martial (Marcus Valerius Martialis)
He takes you on a picnic. Despite this being in the country, he'll opt for fine wine and gourmet food. He's easy to talk to, funny, and catty with his gossip. However, he'll also go on about his childhood in the country and how he went hunting and fishing and how he misses the simple country life. (All while sipping from an expensive goblet.)
Livy (Titus Livius)
He takes you to a museum and acts as your tour guide throughout the entire thing. Who knew that your date would double as a living and breathing audio tour? You're supposed to eat at the museum cafe, but you may not make it there before it closes... If you're a fan of history, you're in for a treat.
Iullus Antonius
Iullus is a huge romantic and just as charming as his famous father. He will show up with flowers and take you on a date in a small, undiscovered restaurant and to a lot of cute places that are off the beaten path. Whether you hit it off romantically or not, he's the kind of guy who could be your ride or die. (Spoiler alert, when he says he's your ride or die, he's extremely serious. 💀)
Albius Tibullus
When he falls, he falls hard. He takes you on a date in an orchard. This includes picking grapes and then tasting wines. If the date is before he was entranced with one of the lovers he wrote about, all is well. If not, he might get a little teary eyed about his past love(s). He is polite, sweet, attentive, and apologetic though.
Juvenal (Decimus Junius Juvenalis)
He takes you to an expensive restaurant and makes it clear he is only paying for HIS meal. The entire time he criticizes everyone else in the restaurant for being posers and judges them based upon appearance, status, and gender. His date is not a safe place for anyone who doesn't fit his definition of traditional values. Definitely talks about kids these days and the degradation of society.
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wavesoutbeingtossed · 1 month
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"I can write you out the way I wrote you in" I feel is going to be so relevant to TTPD. (I know I know everyone has said that already.) But just like... with the connections we're already kind of seeing with her past work, the lifting of the veil in YLM, the way she's used the mashups on tour to reframe stories or tell new stories, the way she dips her toes into being self-referential in her work particularly in Midnights. What started in beautiful rooms ends in meetings in parking lots etc. She painted dreamscapes on the wall but she can turn the blue sky grey just as easily. The good ended up in a song, and now the bad is about to, too.
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nvisiblelocket · 7 days
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SO MANY THINGS ARE HAPPENING ! WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE'S A COUNTDOWN FOR TOMORROW 2PM WHICH WAS FOUND BECAUSE TAYLOR HAD PLANNED TO REVEAL ONE LETTER AT A TIME THROUGH QR CODES WHICH WERE ALL OVER THE WORLD AND ENDED UP SPELLING OUT FORAFORTNIGHT AND THERE ARE STILL LYRICS TO BE TEASED AT THE POP UP AT THE GROVE AND-
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foaming-sea · 6 months
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I really want to tell you, darling.
Tell you I'm not doing well. Tell you I can't make sense of my dreams. Or comprehend my nightmares. Tell you I can't shake off this missing feeling. Let go of this void. Leave all of it behind. You know, I tried. I thought it all went away. But some nights, I still feel broken inside. Something hurts, I can make sense of half of it, The rest is a blur.
I really want to say to you, love. I think I might be falling apart, again.
But I don't think I can burden you with that. Or maybe, I don't think I can find the right words to say.
-11/03/2023
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emometalhead · 5 days
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John Green being a Swiftie will always bring me joy
(@sizzlingsandwichperfection-blog need to know your faves if you have any yet)
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the-monologues · 8 months
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Letting someone go, even when you love them deeply, passionately, unexpectedly...because you know you are not ready to healthily commit cause of your trauma, makes you worthy of an applause.
Knowing that you saved someone from the abuse and scars which you are trying to heal from right now, shows how much you love them.
Not knowing if by the time you heal and are ready for them, whether they will still wish for you...and accepting that fact yet deciding to let them go...you deserve an applause for that.
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aurevives · 10 months
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— Aure Vives, excerpts from ‘Sólar—’
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tauranna · 3 months
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no one: not a single soul: me while watching Dead Poets Society with my mum:
"No Knox, that's not carpe diem. That's ✨assault✨" (said in a transatlantic accent for seemingly no reason)
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creatingnikki · 3 months
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at seventeen, I don't think I ever thought about the future in a way that then seemed so distant, a future that in my vision did not exist — ten years later, me at twenty seven.
had I thought about it then, I don't have much clue now as to what I would have pictured. but would it be this:
three days after turning twenty seven listening to the scientist by Coldplay, fetching out my hardbound gold and black edition of looking for alaska by john green on a Saturday evening. wearing a bottle green cropped hoodie, hair in a messy bun, clutching the book to my chest, crying as random snippets of being in high school having such an innocent and unsullied idea of the world and the people in it flash in my head.
grieving. isn't that what this is? life is a labyrinth of suffering — I had read it back at 17 and I didn't realize this in its true essence. so I guess this is me grieving my loss of innocence.
but it's not all so sad and tragic. the answer to how do we ever get out of this labyrinth of suffering is not one I yet have but I'm finding moments that have begun to answer it nonetheless.
friday game nights with new friends, post dinner walks where we talk about the films we love and the books that found a place in our hearts and stayed. why else do I come back home on Saturday and go through my book collection to pick this particular book that I haven't touched in a decade?
I used to always get mad at people when they hated on the sitcom how I met your mother's ending because they missed the point — it was never quite about the mother but who Ted had to become in order to meet her. and just in that fashion have I not missed the point of all the books and TV shows and movies I've ever loved:
the point of love and friendship is not to protect you like some guardian angel though often it can have that effect. nor is the point to fulfil you though they are integral in contentment and satisfaction overall. the point of friends and lovers is not to preserve your sanity when it is racing to its death like a burning cigarette though it can many times help.
I do not know what the point is, if I'm being honest. but I know that the point of this life of mine is to be a friend and lover to myself. how? maybe I need to reread my favourite books again to come closer to that answer. maybe I need to face the truth more bravely. at twenty seven, I'm sure I've mustered that much courage, perspective, and compassion for myself.
as I light my favourite candles and end my birthday week, I know this — the seventeen year old me did well, the twenty seven year old me will do better, and the thirty seven year old me will do even more fantastically.
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