just your friendly water sprite

by Emily Dickinson

[Text ID: “I can’t exist in a way that comforts you.”]

chen chen, nature poem in ‘when i grow up i want to be a list of further possibilities’

@ryebreadgf // holly warburton // ? // image from pinterest // letters to a young poet by rainer maria rilke

Woodworking at the End of the World, Ocean Vuong

I want to be here

[Text ID: If I chose to remain alone, what I longed for / was solitude, not this kind of waiting, / my soul shattered on the horizon, / these lines, these colours, this silence.]

[Text ID: “What if, instead of carrying a child, I am supposed to carry grief?”]

— Maria Popova, from: “The Thing Itself: C.S. Lewis on What We Long for in Our Existential Longing,” The Marginalian (3 September 2022)

— — Rachel Mennies, from “April 18, 2017,” The Naomi Letters

— Richard Brostoff, from “Grief,” A Few Forms of Love (Finishing Line Press, 2012) (via proustitute)

— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from “Sonnet XXVII,” Collected Poems (Harper and Brothers, 1956)