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aliascquinn: You can’t and I know it, so I hold on while you make up your mind. Mine was the first heartbeat you listened to, and you don’t seem to realize that I can hear yours too; a steady, patient sound which never lies to me.
Excerpt draft from a collection of erotic and violent poems that will form the literature and myths of the world in Caruso. Leave me a comment! Wyvrk and Geld A Poem in Fragments Taken from the folios of the final Stygian Monastery, this poem lays
0-woman: “These fragments I have shored against my ruins” ― T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land and Other Poems
soracities: Adonis, ‘Beginnings of the Body, Ends of the Sea’ (fragments), Selected Poems (trans. Khaled Mattawa) [Text ID: Ah, how deep love is in its hatredAh, how deep hatred is in its love.”]
icaruslamented:tumblr is so like. meaningless. just clicking around. reading lil poem fragments. reblogging things just bcuz the vibe is good. seeing the same paintings on the dash 5 times in a day. making my little 2 note posts. love it here.
angelslant:tumblr is so like. meaningless. just clicking around. reading lil poem fragments. reblogging things just bcuz the vibe is good. seeing the same paintings on the dash 5 times in a day. making my little 2 note posts. love it here.
nypl: The image above from NYPL’s Rare Books Division is a fragment of Walt Whitman’s revision of his poem “The Mississippi at Midnight,” which was first published on this day in 1848 in the New Orleans Daily Crescent. (H/T to Book Pilgrim
gnossienne: Medievalists excited at parchment fragment of ‘vagina monologue’:It has been called the earliest form of the Vagina Monologues – an argument in verse between a woman and her vulva, originating in the Middle Ages. In the poem, a virgin
violentwavesofemotion: T. S. Eliot, from Selected Poems & Plays: 1909 - 1950; “Fragment of an Agon,”
violentwavesofemotion: Alexander Pushkin, from The Bronze Horseman; Selected Poems; “A Fragment of Autumn,”
luthienne: “And I was helpless, tormented, and intoxicated / By the sweetness of your cruelty.” — Anna Akhmatova, from The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova; Uncollected Poems and Fragments