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H.D., from Collected Poems: 1912-1944; “Electra-Orestes,” (via mournfulroses)
Ali Michael | ph. Michael Donovan
“Fairy tales — the proper kind, those original Brothers Grimm and Hans Christian Andersen tales I recall from my Eastern European childhood, unsanitized by censorship and unsweetened by American retellings — affirm what children intuitively know to be true but are gradually taught to forget, then to dread: that the terrible and the terrific spring from the same source, and that what grants life its beauty and magic is not the absence of terror and tumult but the grace and elegance with which we navigate the gauntlet.”
CRUSH by SASHA H.
Shilo Niziolek, “Porcelain Ghosts”
“I could not stop wasting time. It was crazy. I wanted to do something with my life, but instead I went to sleep, or sung in the shower, or sat and stared at the wall. I couldn’t even tell you about anything that I saw. I didn’t talk to anybody. The cicadas kept dying outside, and as I dreamed, my mouth grew thick and venomous with silence.”
Yiwei Chai, The Jacaranda Years
Before Dawn - Xiao Hua Yang
“I have been younger in October than in all the months of spring”
— W.S. Merwin, from “The Love of October” (via theclassicsreader)
Christopher Logue, War Music
Christiane F. - Wir Kinder vom Bahnhof Zoo.
“When the moon came down” by Feridun Oral
F. Scott Fitzgerald, in a letter from 21 October 1925 (via macrolit)
Zendaya wearing Balmain at the 78th Venice International Film Festival
Undine Rising from the Fountain by Chauncey Bradley Ives
The West Wind by Thomas Ridgeway Gould
Louise Glück, from The Wild Iris
