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edwardian-masquerade · 3 months
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"If roses could talk, they would not boast of their beauty, because they know that they have always been beautiful."
-Michael Bassey Johnson, Song of a Nature Lover
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michaelmoonsbookshop · 6 months
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Nature Poems of Longfellow
attractive art nouveau influence design covers
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gemrose · 18 days
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song birds
like butterflies
flitting across silk floss blossoms
~ Meeta Ahluwalia
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even in the dark with no moon and no stars I'd find you. my heart is a compass and you're my true north - at land or the sea as long as your heart is beating, I'd find you.
-where she grows / the lovers-
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Izumi Shikibu (from The Ink Dark Moon)
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peonybookblog · 24 days
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Guess what's out today! It's You Are Here: Poetry in the Natural World, which is a collection of 50 poems edited by Ada Limón that reflect on our relationship with the natural world. It looks really cool!
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gentlefauna · 25 days
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1. change of state.
i’m a new poet, so please be kind. i’m trying my best.
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starmothpress · 24 days
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A poem for the Ancient Self
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"When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, / How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick, / Till rising and gliding out I wander’d off by myself, / In the mystical moist night-air..."
Read it here | Reblog for a larger sample size!
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greenhorizonblog · 5 months
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The forest is my temple
It was our first temple
Columns, high ceilings and all
Its peace and contemplation
The feeling of a presence
Its presence within us
We can still feel it faintly even now
It whispers to us
Gently
In the wind through the trees
It says
Come home...
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hearthspeaker · 1 year
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Hope Chest
death, hostile and rugged, is surely the fairest force of them all.
I have always said I'd like to be eaten by a beast, but these days, death moves creatively, making it seem to be your own fault.
So when it is my time, which I'm sure will be sooner than I realize - time and death are holding hands in the dark -
bury me in a meadow, wrapped in the family quilt that still smells like a hope chest and marry me to the earth. Cover me in cowhide and braid my hair.
tuck me in - no headstone necessary - and plant a patch of chamomile in the soil of my grave. I will smell their sweet flowers, yellow and white, and fall asleep. - c. rose smith, hearthspeaker
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edwardian-masquerade · 11 months
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"I look at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world"
-"Having a Coke with You"; Frank O’Hara
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winter-citron · 1 month
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There is an inaudible song, 
A melody not to he heard 
Only felt on the air
Only hinted at 
A haunting melody of silence 
Where there was once sound 
You turn 
As if a noise had reached your ears 
Only to be alone 
You sway, unprompted 
Dancing to nothing at all 
It was just the wind 
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transcendragon · 2 months
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Worldly Life
I want to be a Ouroboros with the world Sunset should consume my soul Submerge in its orange yellows, take me Whole and unbroken to awe Let the truth of the world swallow me As long as it is with wonder and beauty Let me swallow the world Digest the sight of birds flying above Taste the water that sparkles with light below I want to be a part of the world, and For all the world to be a…
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I take my new lover to the earth first to see how they love my mother do they talk with the trees do they whisper to leaves and pause to tell me about the beauty they see or do they race to the peak without blinking an eye do they trample the blooms and never look at the sky I take my new lover to the earth first to see how they love my mother because I am she and how you love her is how you'll love me
@ whereshegrows / the lovers
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Douglas Dunn ~ Cognitive Disorders
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