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— Anna de Noailles, tr. by Norman R. Shapiro, from Poems; “Spring Lullaby,”
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“In March she was graceful. In March she was broken.”
— Anna de Noailles, tr. by Norman R. Shapiro, from Poems; “Spring Lullaby,”

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“Please do not fear for me. I have no fear myself. The old monsters are gone. The old curses have echoed to silence. And if my immortal soul is lost to me, something yet remains. I remain.“
Hey friends,
my recent graduation and job switch has left me unable to make this month’s needs (rent, food, the horrible, material things we need to survive). I am currently working three jobs to make ends meet, but since I won’t be paid until the end of the month, I need to find a way to cover my bills and living costs. I figured I would try and see if poetry commissions could be a thing? I could write you or a loved one a couple poems, a book, whatever you want; or help with homework assignments or whatever else one might need? Whatever it may be, let me know if you can help me in anyway…
1) You can buy my book here 2) Email me at [email protected] or DM me here if you are interested in personalized poetry, help with an assignment, or whatever other need one may have in this world. 3) Or, if you have perhaps not hated my poetry over the years and feel like helping out, you can venmo me here thank you for your help, for reading my nonsense, for being here with me over these last (six? seven?) years. this has always been my haven, and I am eternally grateful for the friends I have made here. regardless of this, I am thankful for my place here, for you, the one reading this now. sincerely, Hag / eleanor
“Beautiful one, sharer of my longing, who but you will ever hold my heart?”
— Lu Yun, from tr. by Burton Watson, “For Ku Yen-hsien, A Poem for Him to Give to his Wife,”
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“Her voice is so sad. Then she starts turning into a bird, the way she always does,”
— Margaret Atwood, from “The Tent,” originally published c. February 2006
Recommend some moon poetry please? 🥺
To The Moon: An Anthology of Lunar Poems by Carol Ann Duffy
How to Bless the New Moon: The Priestess Paths Cycle and Other Poems for Queens (Jewish Poetry Project) by Rachel Kann
My “moon” tag (you could also search through your phone for “moon” in my blog, I often post moon poetry here) 🌚🌙
I Believe in Unicorns (2014) dir. Leah Meyerhoff
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“A forest in autumn taught me the secret of all secrets. Complete surrender, death, and rebirth.”
— Anna de Noailles, tr. by Jethro Bithell, from Poems; “A Forest In Autumn,”

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Odysseus Elytis, tr. by Athan Anagnostopoulos, from “Maria Nephele: A Poem In Two,”
“On May nights, when so many doors are closed, there is one that is barely ajar.”
— Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space
Odysseus Elytis, tr. by Athan Anagnostopoulos, from “Maria Nephele: A Poem In Two,”
“So fragile, like a faded rose,”
— Andrée Sodenkamp, tr. by Renée Linkhorn & Judy Cochran, from “Chinese Statuette,”
“Dark red roses are blooming inside me.”
— Anna de Noailles, tr. by Jethro Bithell, from Poems; “In The Garden,”

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“Persephone, still alive, exhaustingly alive, covered in flames,”
— Lola Ridge, from To the Many; Collected Poems of Lola Ridge; “Hellish,”
“The word “eclipse” comes from ancient Greek ekleipsis, “a forsaking, quitting, abandonment.” The sun quits us, we are forsaken by light.”
— Anne Carson, “Totality, The Colour of Eclipse”, in Decreation (via antigonick)