poems to read while having breakfast at the heartbreak hotel
I know I am but summer to your heart (Sonnet XXVII) by Edna St. Vincent Millay
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why (Sonnet XLIII) by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Time does not bring relief (Sonnet II) by Edna St. Vincent Millay
I Am Not Yours by Sara Teasdale
[you fit into me] by Margaret Atwood
You by Carol Ann Duffy
Be Near Me by Faiz Ahmed Faiz
Blessed be the spectacle by Lev St. Valentine
You Are Tired (I Think) by E.E. Cummings
Hope you're well. Please don't read this by Lev St. Valentine
To Say Dark Things by Ingeborg Bachmann
Lilichka by Vladimir Mayakovski
Love and Hate by Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal
Sanctuary by Jean Valentine
the winter sun says fight by Peter Gizzi
The More Loving One by W. H. Auden
A Primer For The Small Weird Loves by Richard Siken
Dirty Valentine by Richard Siken
Morning by Frank O Hara
We Don't Know How To Say Goodbye by Anna Akhmatova
You'll Live, But I'll Not… by Anna Akhmatova
from “An Attempt at Jealousy” by Marina Tsvetaeva
The Last Toast by Anna Akhmatova
In Dream by Anna Akhmatova
Mad Girl's Love Song by Sylvia Plath
Talking In Bed by Philip Larkin
He wishes for the Cloths of Heaven by W.B. Yeats
La Belle Dame Sans Merci by John Keats
New drinking game: take a shot whenever Henry bites his lip in TSH
‘touching‘ shot by vassilis karidis for fantastic man, issue 30
“In cyclamen flowers the red of summer combines with the blue of autumn into a pinkish purple, and their fragrance recaptures all the sweetness of the past; but as you inhale it for longer, there is a quite different smell behind it : that of decay and death.”
— Marlen Haushofer, The Wall (tr. by Shaun Whiteside)
To Live Forever- a TSH playlist (songs I think fit)
matchbox cars- for driving all around Tokyo with friends (futuristic and retro at the same time)
coming of age- if I made a teen show, this would be the soundtrack
House Arrest- for cleaning the house with a robot version of you
summer- for wasting your days with your small group of friends
mockingbirds- songs I’d listen to when I fake my death
clementines- for laying on your bed, feeling full and complete
sunflowers- based on that Holly Warburton painting
John Cage to Merce Cunningham, June 29 1943
Ok this is very late but I just saw your post on poc literature, but I wanted to let u know Ruth Jhabprawala is NOT a poc author. She's white but has profited from the misconception that she's South Asian although her books contain a lot of racist imagery and beliefs. I love her work on film but just wanted to let u and others know for the future! Thanks for creating the list too :-)
Thank you for informing me, I never knew!
Fuck your zodiac sign, what Series of Unfortunate Events book do you most relate you?
Also similar to this, but does anyone have any reading recs on isolation, loneliness and paranoia that stems from it? Anything similar to how isolation breeds a rather burdening imagination, paranoia, further distance. Fiction, non fiction, articles, essays, poems; I'll take anything
I was listening to the audiobook of The Secret History and realised something: Lafourge says that Richard would be isolated from everyone from the campus once he joins Julian's class, which Richard dismisses. Despite him going to college parties and being acquaintances with Judy, he truly has no one but the classics group. This becomes incredibly evident in the winter he spends in Hampden, having no one to go to for shelter—the result of him choosing to be with the greek class. His isolation takes form of the cold he endured during that time because there is no one he can go to. In the end, it is Henry who saves him, pulling him back into the caverns of the group, and his alienation.