Then you’ll leave
And I’ll be right
There is something deeply wrong with me
Then you’ll leave
And I’ll be right
There is something deeply wrong with me
Magnolias are so ancient plants that almost every other plant and insect who came to being around the same time as them has gone extinct by now. They are the loneliest plants in this world. Does anybody understand how much grief it gives me that the symbolic flower of Kuras is magnolia.
may i please direct your attention to the poem dinosaurs smelled magnolias by dalton day!!!!!
“Section of a dew-laden orb-web. (Magnified.)” The Popular science monthly. May 1890.
Marina Tsvetaeva, excerpt from Poem of the End, Selected Poems (trans. Elaine Feinstein, with Angela Livingstone) [ID’d]
I succumb to The Feeling
Not your being
And definitely not your perfect, golden hands
“Open your eyes”
As a bead of sweat falls from your temple into my mouth
It taste so sweet I laugh
Sarah Thibault (American, 1980) - Volcano (2023)
He infiltrates my dreams
And I feel delirious
I am going to swim through this feeling
And wring myself dry of it like a towel
Wet and heart shaped on the concrete
My love soaked up by the sun
Once again purified, to rain down on someone with their eager mouth open to my sky
Georgia O'Keeffe: Narcissa’s last Orchid (1940)
A Burst of Light, Audre Lorde
I’ve missed you so much
The vintage leather bag you gave me — I took it to Europe
On my adventure it carried all my necessities, my safety
When I kissed him, he had his arms around me
Around the bag, to keep it protected from pickpockets
My safety, my safety
Chase Berggrun, “Addressable Thou”, pub. The Brooklyn Rail [ID’d]
You say you don’t spook easy
You won’t go, but I know
And I pray that you will
Mum said “I love you” the other night, unprompted
I had gone over for dinner after work
I told J this and she said
“She’s getting old”
I will remember that unassuming night forever