Poem.
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“What wave, what love, what foam, For Oöos who moves swift as the sea? Ah stay, my heart, the weight of lovers, of loneliness drowns me, alas that their very names so press to break my heart with heart-sick weariness, what would they be, the very gods, rearing their mighty length beside the unharvested sea?”
— H. D., closing strophe to “Sea-Heroes” from Coterie (1920)
(Source: apoetreflects, via loieloie)
“If they don’t need you, it’s okay, you do not live for other people.”
— Kyo (via a-knot)
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Katy Gilmore, “The Shape of the Air”, 2012, Aluminum screen, cotton thread, 6 feet x 5 feet x 12 feet
photo: Jordan Ruffin.
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Hansel and Gretel’s parents abandoned them when they were young, but after all this time they’d accepted it. Sometimes, they’d concluded with a wisdom brought on only by age and an open heart, people are just fuckin’ assholes.
