heavensghost reblogged
and will you never cut the cloth, or drink the light to be? and can you never swear a year, to any one of we?
and will you never cut the cloth, or drink the light to be? and can you never swear a year, to any one of we?
the song of achilles — madeline miller
night shift — stephen king
euripedes — anne carson
circe — madeline miller
a conjuring of light — v.e. schwab
west wind — mary oliver
the song of achilles — madeline miller
the fragile threads of power — v.e. schwab
all memory
goodbye april!
Ada Limón, from "To the Busted Among Us", Sharks in the Rivers
“I love you. I love you, but I’m turning to my verses and my heart is closing like a fist.”
— Frank O’Hara, Mayakovsky
The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920–1923
Times Square. New York City. 2006.
Quattro strade, dir. Alice Rohrwacher (2020)
V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue
“I spoke to you of otherworldly things,”
— Alexander Blok, tr. by Boris Jakim, from Poems of Sophia; “To You,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
Concept art for Cinderella (1950), by Mary Blair
Ocean Vuong, from “Dear Rose”, Time Is a Mother