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letsbeapoemtogether · 10 months

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Charlotte Brontë, from “Jane Eyre”

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fairydrowning · 2 years

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"July is light blue. The color of the sky. July feels like a long vacation. In the sun it sounds like waves splashing alone the beach. July smells like my birthday cake. It tastes like chocolate ice-cream. July is the best month of the year."

-Gurpiar Sidhu

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dactylicreveries · 11 months

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"𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑛, 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑦 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑀𝑎𝑦 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒 𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑒"

-𝐹.𝑆𝑐𝑜𝑡𝑡 𝐹𝑖𝑡𝑧𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙𝑑

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edwardian-girl-next-door · 10 months

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July, from The Procession of Months (c.1889). All the poems were written by fifteen-year-old Beatrice Crane and illustrated by her acclaimed artist father, Walter Crane.

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[text ID: "By the reedy riverside

Where swans do take their rest,

July, with languid steps,

Comes forth so richly drest.

For all the sumer tints

Are woven in her dress;

A girdle spun with gold

Her dainty waist doth press.

Her hair, of auburn gold,

Is braided up with flowers,

Her eyes so clear and blue

Do speak of happy house.

She brings with her tall lilies,

Both orange & pure white;

And many other flowers

To give our hearts delight.

But while the water lilies

Are opening bright & fair,

She slowly, softly goes

In the still summer air"]

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tryingtogetaway · 9 months

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I love not feeling afraid. I love being able to linger.

Brandon Sanderson, Yumi and the Nightmare Painter

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astereaus · 9 months

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"It was a bright July night, quiet and warm, the river was wide, mist was rising from its surface to cool us, a fish splashed gently every now and again, the birds had fallen silent, everything was still, serene, in prayer to God."

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

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typewriter-worries · 2 years

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The Wild Marsh: Four Seasons at Home in Montana, Rick Bass

[ Text ID: My life, I realize suddenly is July. / Childhood is June, and old age is August, / but here it is, July, and my life, this year, is / July inside of July ]