“Lost in nostalgia,”
— Archilochus, from 7 Greeks (tr. Guy Davenport)
you weren’t a “well behaved” child you had anxiety and were terrified of conflict
chaotic academia is [writes on hand] [ink on ankles] [ink on elbows] [ink on neck] [urge to buy white flowy dresses] [writing unfinished poems] [making a big deal of birthdays] [writing prose and poetry for friends] [forgetting mundane schoolwork] [researching something niche] [reading old queer love letters] [editing a friend's book] [wishing for love] [shouting into the void silently] [reading incessantly]
a study of the moon
𝘙𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘭𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘺
The heart has its storms, has its seasons of drooping but also its calms and even its times of exaltation. There is a time of sighing and of praying but there is also a time of answer to prayer. Weeping may endure for a night but joy cometh in the morning.
Vincent van Gogh, in a letter to Theo van Gogh, 3 November 1876 (via weltenwellen)
“Who has not asked himself at some time or other: am I a monster or is this what it means to be a person?” - Clarice Lispector
Odessa Opera and Ballet Theater.
“The same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.”
Tomas Transtromer, from"Streets in Shanghai“ Bright Scythe
23.12.19 Manchester
“The only difference between the saint and the sinner is that every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.” - Oscar Wilde