#this too is poetry

[wtfcl0ud]

to-do list

pack toothbrush

pack favourite blouse

take a withdrawal slip

take all savings out

leave a note on bed

let mother know safe

leave this town

rail against dying day

do not drown

do not drown

do not drown

#this too is poetry #the lumineers #sleep on the floor #todo list #cloud nonsense #lyricposting #music #lyrics #writing #poetry

[kempt]

i love you so much

#this too is poetry

[leonsrightarm]

my bing feed today:

Oregon player comes forward as $1.3 billion Powerball winner, officials say

Your senses will shut down in a specific order when you're about to die

Finally! Dress Shoes That Feel As Good As They Look

#this too is poetry

[quillreplies]

can I pull the idea of me from your head

can I see their vibrant colours blindingly beautiful

can I compare them to the years of rust and decay on me.

would I love them like you love me

would I see what makes them so great

or would I simply throw stones at my reflection as so often I have.

#this too is poetry #just writing down some ideas

[mytimeinthesun]

🪷Toilet rolls because it rotates in the direction of the arrow🌱

🥀When the toilet roll is no longer 🪦

➡️Push another toilet roll down⬇️

🤘With fingers by the upper hole 👀

#this too is poetry #but seriously #is there a translation job called Sign Checker #can I just go around the city w a clipboard and suggest improvements to English on signs #someone pay me to do this #I went to asakusa with a friend today #did I take pictures of sensoji or skytree well yes a couple #but the very first and best pictures of the day were found in the humble kuramae station bathroom #actual blogging!

[zuzu-draws]

Just a pair of friendly sorcerers out on a stroll~

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #sukuna #ryomen sukuna #uraume #jjk sukuna #jjk uraume #true form sukuna #og sukuna #heian era #king of curses #fan art #my art #jjk art #sukuna when he's not out terrorising villagers and sorcerers: I eat drink and sleep #oh and maybe he likes to read stuff? write poetry? too? but today he's gonna sleep like a lazy cat instead #Food tastes better when you're eating it with another person #so i HC Sukuna doesn't mind having Uraume eating along with him #:')

[asoftepiloguemylove]

to be loved is to be changed

Haruki Murakami South of the Border, West of the Sun // Robert Bly In the Month of May // Ocean Vuong On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous // art: unknown quote: Fyodor Dostoeyevsky The Brothers Karamazov // @x2s (via @llovelymoonn) // Bianca Sparacino // Noah Kahan You're Gonna Go Far // Katja Kemnitz Too Much Love // Charlotte Eriksson Everything Changed When I Forgave Myself

#based on that garfield meme and the tiktok trend #on change #on self #on love #poetry parallels #web weave #haruki murakami #south of the border west of the sun #robert bly #in the month of may #ocean vuong #on earth we're briefly gorgeous #fydor dostoevsky #the brothers karamazov #bianca sparcino #noah kahan #you're gonna go far #katja kemnitz #too much love #charlotte eriksson #everything changed when i forgave myself #poem #spilled poetry #spilled thoughts #spilled ink #dark academia #writing #words #poetry #dark academia poetry

[antimony-ore]

Somebody dropped they pronoun

#cleaning under the fridge too #poetry magnets #pronouns

[catmint1]

Grief will keep you reaching back / for what is not there

Adrianne Kalfopoulou, “Poem in Pieces, a Log,” A History of Too Much

#quotes #adrianne kalfopoulou #poem in pieces #a history of too much #poetry #prose #grief #on grief #nostalgia #text #1K #5K #10K

[metamorphesque]

why do all the words sound heavier in my native language?

—  @metamorphesque, Yoojin Grace Wuertz (Mother Tongue), Still Dancing: An Interview With Ilya Kaminsky (by Garth Greenwell), Jhumpa Lahiri (Translating Myself and Others), @lifeinpoetry

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#language #parallels #web weavings #i can never speak of how i feel in my native language #the words are too heavy to roll of my tongue #quotes #literature #ilya kaminsky #poetry #translated literature #jhumpa lahiri #dark academia

[poetryincostume]

The Saddest Girl In The World

Edwardian-ish ribbon corset with beading, 2023

Silk ribbon, cotton taffeta ribbon, Czech glass beads

#project: crown prince kiriona #project: ribbon corset #project: historical sewing #cosplay #media: the locked tomb #tlt #the locked tomb #historical costume #Edwardian #Nona the ninth #historical sewing #costume #poetry in costume #beading #excuse the iffy lacing I used what I had on hand which is too wide and I didn’t want to unlace Helga #EDIT: upsetti #I captioned it something sensible rather than WHITHER THE HAMBURGER??? #there’s time #not sure why this has broken 1000 notes but it is releasing all the brain chemicals

[idliketobeatree]

listening to Too Sweet for the first time and, damn, Crowley never got his flat back, did he? can't believe he's been crashing on Hozier's couch all this time drinking booze and waxing lamentations about his angel. strange world we live in

#hozier #crowley #good omens #ineffable husbands #but for real. this man is insane “you treat your mouth as if it's Heaven's gate” how do i keep going with my life after this line. #he'll take his whiskey neat his coffee black and his bed at three? 'kay. #i'll never write good omens fics or poetry half as good as this fucker (affectionate) #anthony j crowley #music #unheard ep #too sweet #marcela talks

[thenegoteator]

—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident the art of losing's not too hard to master though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.

-- 'One Art' by Elizabeth Bishop

you ever think about how after everything Ahsoka told Vader "I'm not leaving you" and it wasn't enough

#ahsoka #star wars #anakin skywalker #darth vader #swr #tcw #xuserann #my art #going FERAL about these two again actually #and about poetry. #something something about losing. and leaving. and being left. and coming back too late. #imagine ahsoka hearing how vader died. #padme and luke both said 'there's still good in him' and ahsoka KNEW that and yet he would not show it to her. #i'm chewing drywall

[soracities]

Cameron Awkward-Rich, from "Another Middle-Class Black Kid Tries to Name It" [transcript in ALT]

#q #lit #quotes #poetry #cameron awkward rich #another middle class black kid tries to name it #echoes of the other #this too sullied flesh #contemporary lit #m #x

[lucidloving]

Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless // Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov // @orteil42 // Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath // Toni Morrison, Jazz // Margaret Atwood, Cat's Eye // Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Meek One

#theme: knowing too much #web weaving #webs #web weave #webweave #poetry #aesthetic #prose #prose poetry #art #collage #literature #book quotes #books #novels #novel quotes #quotes #words #excerpts #novel excerpt #fyodor dostoevsky #margaret atwood #toni morrison #sylvia plath #collection #parallels #compilation

[inkskinned]

i'm used to it, and how bad it is, and how often it's so bad that it rings like a bell inside of me, drowning out everything around me. and the truth is that i get frustrated with myself about it - again? we're like this still? again? it's not that i feel weak, precisely. it's just this sense almost like - i've already been pushing against this thing for years now, shouldn't i have gained more ground?

i get frustrated because i'm sick of picking up the loose ends every six months. i get frustrated because it's always this same shit, same problem - i lose myself in a matter of months; spiral out of control, lose touch with friends and loved ones. i stop taking care of myself and therapy gets hard and i let everything around me wilt and shrivel and fall off; start somehow both sleeping too much and not-enough. i panic-attack and cry in my car in a target parking lot, pulling my hair out and hurting my ribs from sobbing so hard - and later, when i'm better, i'm embarrassed because how could i let it get that far?

it feels like - i already have done this so many times. isn't there a way out of it? isn't there a point where i've just... won? that it never happens again, that i just get to be done? maybe this is weakness, i guess - that i still (so often!) succumb.

i am used to it, so i forget exactly how hard it gets. do you even know how many times i've laid in bed, exhausted, blank and numb and listless and said - i can't anymore. i just can't. i'm not even really upset. it's okay. i've been here long enough. so much of my life was beautiful.... i'm just... done.

do you know how many times i woke up and i said - i can't and put my feet on the floor and said i can't, i don't want to and took a shower and walked the dog and bought myself fresh bread and put a nice playlist on and said i really can't, there's no end to this and i went to work and i called a friend and i made myself cookies even if food tasted like ashes and decided that i really should wait for the new album from that artist i love and i thought i can't, it's not worth it and then i washed my hands and cut my hair and drank more water and wrote a poem and signed up for an art class at the local community college and said i can't, i can't, i won't do this again, and i paid my rent and let the dishes rot in the sink but still made myself eat anything fresh even if it meant overdrawing my account on a stupid bag of plums just because they looked delicious and do you know how often i closed my eyes and thought this is it i really fucking can't, something has to give and i have nothing left that it can take and then i went to bed and i got up and i fucking survived anyway

yesterday the local ice cream place opened up for the first time this season and they were giving out tiny samples of their new dairy-free options and i tried a mango sorbet. three months ago i was positive that februrary was going to be my last month on the planet. i am teaching my dog a new trick and i just discovered a new band i love. i got a plant from the clearance aisle and repotted her and she's been perking up. i made salmon for alison and we ate it in her new house with her new beautiful baby girl. my manager told me he keeps recommending my work to others just because i always include a stupid number of puns. tomorrow i'm trying a new dance class. tomorrow i'm maybe going to buy more plums.

i forget, you know? it's not some bone-deep strength or some magical power. it's that some part of me knows - i need to stay. in all of this; out of all of this - i just want to choose love.

#writeblr #this is too honest and writing it made me cry #sorry #poetry