Anonymous asked:
There's a poem called "The Sciences Sing a Lullabye" which is pretty dear to me
Anonymous asked:
There's a poem called "The Sciences Sing a Lullabye" which is pretty dear to me
“I live alone with masterpieces of music, prose, & poetry. What more could a man desire?”
— Siegfried Sassoon, diary entry dated January 26, 1926
patricia lockwood
[ID text: A trick I often use, when I feel overwhelming shame of refret, or brokenness beyond repair, is to think of a line I espcially love, or a poem that arrived like lightning, and remember that it wouldn’t have come to me if anything in my life had happened differently. Not that way. Not in those words. end ID[
Seiichi Niikuni (新国誠), Visual Poetry
Niikuni was one of the foremost pioneers of the international avant-garde concrete poetry movement, creating works of calligraphic, visual and aural poetry. He is recognized as one of the most important poets of recent times in Japanese and German textbooks.
vis astoppingoffplace
“The sea glides closer to us. Autumn approaches the sea. August gives us over to autumn. Where then will the sea take us?”
— Mahmoud Darwish, from Memory for Forgetfulness: August, Beirut, 1982 (tr. Ibrahim Muhawi)
“Ocean which I pushed up with my fingers so I could touch the orange sand below and white mountain which is not white but for getting caught in the cold Stay here where it is warm and where the sun shines, for later celestial garlands of dead light will draw you into the cold for sure”
— Joshua Beckman, “{Ocean which I pushed up],” The Inside of an Apple (Wave Books, 2013)