#linda pastan

[apoemaday]

What We Want

by Linda Pastan

What we want is never simple. We move among the things we thought we wanted: a face, a room, an open book and these things bear our names -- now they want us. But what we want appears in dreams, wearing disguises. We fall past, holding out our arms and in the morning our arms ache. We don’t remember the dream, but the dream remembers us. It is there all day as an animal is there under the table, as the stars are there even in full sun. 

#poetry #linda pastan #what we want

[feral-ballad]

Linda Pastan, from Waiting for My Life: Poems; "What We Want"

[Text ID: "and in the morning / our arms ache. / We don't remember the dream, / but the dream remembers us."]

#linda pastan #dreams #aching #remembering #rememberance #memory #excerpts #writings #literature #poetry #fragments #selections #words #quotes #poetry collection #typography

[havingapoemwithyou]

[april] by Linda Pastan

#Linda Pastan #poetry #poem #april

[asoftepiloguemylove]

Laura Gilpin The Two-Headed Calf // Linda Pastan Why Are Your Poems so Dark? // Margaret Atwood Shapechangers In Winter // @/doeantlers (twitter) // Vladimir Nabokov Letters to Vera // Ada Limón Dead Stars // @xshayarsha

#does this make sense #on love #on life #on self #on healing #web weave #poetry compilation #laura gilpin #the two headed calf #linda pastan #why are your poems so dark? #margaret atwood #shapechangers in winter #vladimir nabokov #letters to vera #ada limon #dead stars #poem #writing #spilled poetry #spilled thoughts #dark academia #dark academia poetry #words #dark academia quote #spilled ink #poetry #poetry parallels #web weaving

[tunisian]

i love this world, even in its hard places

encyclopedia of an ordinary life, amy krouse rosenthal / sometimes it hurts, but i'm happy i'm alive by @sunsbleeding / @arthoesunshine / imaginary conversation, linda pastan / deactivated tumblr user @salemwitchtrials / thank you my fate, anna swir

#oh to be alive and feeling #web weaving #ww #poetry #amy krouse rosenthal #anna swir #linda pastan #**

[lillyli-74]

In the evening my griefs come to me one by one. They tell me what I hoped to forget. They perch on my shoulders like mourning doves. They are the colour of light fading.

~Linda Pastan

#linda pastan

[loveisdamnation]

sylvia plath | as consciousness is harnessed to flesh, susan sontag | invitation, mary oliver | imaginary conversation, linda pastan | birthday, andrea gibson | good bones, maggie smith | the painted drum, louise erdrich | mouthful of forevers, clementine von radics | new year’s eve, maggie smith

#crumpch #parallels #lyric parallels #poetry #web weaving #literature #sylvia plath #susan sontag #mary oliver #linda pastan #andrea gibson #maggie smith #louise erdrich #clementine von radics

[violentdevotion]

Ada Limon

James Baldwin

Autumn, Ali Smith

Hamlet, Shakespeare

Residual Hauntings, Psychic Library

Autumn, Ali Smith

The Five Stages of Grief, Linda Pastan

Hauntology: How the Ghosts of our Past haunt our Future, Vincent Freeland

BBC Archive - What is Hauntology

Hauntology

#ameera speaks #ameera reads #cleaning out my drafts #Hauntology #i made this post when i wrote my essay like last year #web weave #ada limón #james baldwin #ali smith #hamlet #linda pastan #vincent freeland #25th #09/04/2022

[julesofnature]

There are poems that are never written, that simply move across the mind like skywriting on a still day: slowly the first word drifts west, the last letters dissolve on the tongue, and what is left is the pure blue of insight, without cloud or comfort.

~ ‘There are Poems’, by Linda Pastan From Carnival Evening: New and Selected Poems, 1968-1998 W.W. Norton, 1998.

#Linda Pastan #poem #poetry

[awkward-sultana]

The Months, Linda Pastan / Reluctant Goodbyes, O.L. / Unknown / The Londoner / Wuthering Heights, Emily Bronte / Tumblr: Honeytuesday / The Pond, Mary Oliver / Robin Bush / Tumblr: Honeytuesday / Greg Sellers / S. Heaney / Letters of Summer Past / Albert Camus / Unknown / Sara Baume / Tuck Everlasting, Natalie Babbitt / Unknown / Tumblr: Poetryatmost / Instagram: claudbakes / August, Devotions, Mary Oliver

#word weaving #comparatives #web weaving #parallels #quotes #quote compilation #words #writing #literature #poetry #compilations #My Other Edits #August #Summer #Month #wuthering heights #Emily Bronte #Linda Pastan #Mary Oliver #Greg Sellers #S. Heaney #Letters of Summer Past #Albert Camus #Sara Baume #Tuck Everlasting #Natalie Babbitt #August Devotions #Awkward-Sultana

[andrumedus]

This is the very essence of flight—a bird so swift that only memory can capture it.

Linda Pastan, Almost an Elegy; "Memory of a Bird"

#literature #poetry #linda pastan #almost an elegy #on memory #m #x

[apoemaday]

Wildflowers

by Linda Pastan

You gave me dandelions. They took our lawn by squatters’ rights — round suns rising in April, soft moons blowing away in June. You gave me lady slippers, bloodroot, milkweed, trillium whose secret number the children you gave me tell. In the hierarchy of flowers, the wild rise on their stems for naming. Call them weeds. I pick them as I picked you, for their fierce, unruly joy.

#poetry #linda pastan #wildflowers

[feral-ballad]

Linda Pastan, from Waiting for My Life: Poems; "Excursion"

[Text ID: I am a tourist / in my own life, / gazing at the exotic shapes / of flowers / as if someone else / had planted them;"]

#linda pastan #alienation #disillusionment #excerpts #writings #literature #poetry #fragments #selections #words #quotes #poetry collection #typography

[havingapoemwithyou]

ethics by Linda Pastan

#Linda Pastan #poetry #poem #words

[ma-pi-ma]

Questi sentieri inchiostrati che si aprono nel futuro, pagina dopo pagina, ogni libro il proprio orizzonte sfuggente.

Linda Pastan, Sera di Carnevale

#linda pastan

[ourobores]

the months by linda pastan / christmas mass by clarence gagnon

#january #winter #seasons #months #art #poetry #compilation #quotes #literature #dark acamedia #light academia #romantic academia #linda pastan #clarence gagnon #words #* #web weaving