chrysanthemum

visiting fields of flowers as a form of self care

a hill i WILL die on: books of translated poetry should always include the originals with the translation, EVEN if the langauge is a so-called obscure or non-western one and the target audience of the translations is assumed not to read it. the basic format of the poem even can change a lot with translation, and a sharp-eyed reader who doesn’t understand the original language can still notice patterns in the original 

i simply exist to invent new love languages with my friends

remembering small things about people? sharing bread at the dinner table? writing letters? they’re all love languages baby

Consider this: our deep fascination for old things. The effect that ancient objects and buildings have on us, especially when we discover them by ourselves. I mean, the feeling you get when you find a book from the 19th century in an empty library? The intimacy of touching such an ancient thing so carefully? The mysticism of walking through a silent cathedral just like people did five centuries ago? The smell of 1500 years of history emanating from every wall in Hagia Sophia? The effort in imagining how the Roman Forum or Machu Picchu originally looked like? Don't even get me started on mummies or graveyards oh my i am crying rn

cultivate love in your heart and let it spill into everything you do