hope, still.

fine line

Gunnar Ekelöf, tr. by Robert Bly, from “Monologue With His Wife,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

alias grace s01e05

“Hardly anything is open 24h in Rome: a few bars, a few stores, self service gas stations and flower kiosks, a lot of flower kiosks. You can find them everywhere in the city and they never close. They never close. Their presence has always fascinated me, they seem like sentinels in the quiet roman night, small lighthouses populated by half-asleep immigrant workers. The photos were taken while wondering through the city in search of these islands of light and flowers.”

ハーブ園で。。

— smspoetry (via smspoetry)

ilford FP4 × old zuiko × rodinal

— Anne Carson, from The Beauty of the Husband; “Sad Severe Tango Dance Of Love And Death…,”

Photographer Captures Heartwarming Portraits of Blind Cats to Help Them Get Adopted

epiphanies-mindofapoet < my secondary poetry blog (via wordsnquotes)

— Odysseus Elytis, from Collected Poems of Odysseus Elytis; “Axion Esti,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

Pablo Picasso, The Old Guitarist (1904)  |  Two Women Sitting at a Bar (1902)

today I tried to live. I should’ve just stayed in bed.

Federico García Lorca, “La Soleá,” Lorca: Selected Poems (via kehrouac)