There is a wildfire
starving on top of a lake.
See how the water holds fire
but cannot end it?
We insist on love
when all we want is mercy
Victoria Chang, The Trees Witness Everything - The Lovers
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I went out to the city streets,
Because a fire was in my head,
And saw the people passing by,
And wished the youngest of them dead,
And twisted by a bitter past,
And poisoned by a cold despair,
I found at last a resting-place
And left my hatred ticking there.
When I was fleeing from the night
And sweating in my room again,
I heard the old futilities
Exploding like a cry of pain;
But horror, should it touch the heart,
Would freeze my hand upon the fuse,
And I must shed no tears for those
Who merely have a life to lose.
Though I am sick with murdering,
Though killing is my native land,
I will find out where death has gone,
And kiss his lips and take his hand;
And hide among the withered grass,
And pluck, till love and life are done,
The shrivelled apples of the moon,
The cankered apples of the sun.
- Roger Woddis, “The Soldier.” (1975).
[Quoting from analysis and thoughts by Adam Roberts here:
....Woddis’ pastiche of Yeats’s ‘The Song of Wandering Aengus’, published after the Birmingham Pub Bombings in 1975. You know the history, I’m sure: from 1973 onward the IRA decided to embark upon a campaign of bombing and assassination in the UK mainland (as well as continuing hostilities in Northern Ireland). Mostly they attacked what they deemed military and political targets, but not always. For example, on the 21st November 1974 they left bombs in two Birmingham pubs, neither of which was, in the jargon, a ‘legitimate’ target. Warning calls were botched, the bombs exploded, 21 died and 186 were wounded. What Woddis published in reaction is a brilliant poem that is, but is not only, a clever pastiche of Yeats.]
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Sibling Quote, for their birthday!
Okay so it's both of my siblings birthday today, soooo here's a poetic quote for them!
"Make it a point to love yourself as fiercely as you do others." - Commitment, by Rupi Kaur.
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Changing Times
There comes a time when you may not be able to pinpoint what is changing exactly, though you can feel a difference in the air. Some shift. Like the wind picks up and with it carries new possibility once absent or in hiding. I hope in these moments you inhale a deep breath, take in the atmosphere around you and go along, so you can experience earthly renewal as it was originally intended, just for you.
May 3
- Caroline Wright
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Art is to console those who are broken by life.
—Vincent Van Gogh
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Natalie Wee, Least of all
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I sculpted your body
from the dust on the doorknob. I've hoarded
your name in my mouth for months. My throat
is a beehive pitched in the river. Look!
Look how long this love can hold it's breath.
Sierra Demulder, Today Means Amen: Your Love Finds It’s Way Back
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People aren't homes, they never will be. People are rivers, always changing, forever flowing. They will disappear with everything you put inside them.
~ Nikita Gill
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It was April and she was the saddest thing under the sun.
Khush Bakht via wordedarchive
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