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An Oresteia (Agamemnon), Anne Carson

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Mary Oliver, from “Hum Hum”, A Thousand Mornings

[ Text ID: Some wounds never vanish. Yet little by little I learned to love my life. ]

some people will never understand what you bring to the table until they watch you in action at another table.

I’m about to walk into the most successful and soul-nourishing year of my life.

A masseuse

the world isn’t so bad. it has you in it, after all.

i love you adult women on tumblr i'm glad we all still have blogs

take the 2024 dostoyevsky-official challenge: every month, learn one poem by heart. it could be in any language, it could be poetry you already know, it could be poetry you're reading for the first time, it could be a sonnet, it could be a ballad: go wild (but for this, i recommend choosing canonical poetry in your chosen language, not poetry in translation, nor something new). above all, poetry, language charged with meaning to the ultimate degree, is meant to be read aloud, to be felt with the tongue. by the end of the year, you'll have a better intuitive understanding of the poet's craft, of the possibility and beauty of language, an improved reading style, and, through the memorization process, a deep knowledge of each chosen poem—and you'll have committed 12 poems to heart, sitting around for any occasion, keeping you company wherever you go

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To The Substitute Art Teacher - Jordan Bolton

Future you is living your dream. Future you is so proud you didn’t give up. Future you is supported and loved. Future you is wondering why you ever worried. Future you is at peace. Keep going.

keep slaying, you academic weapon

One thing is certain, and I have always known it — the joys of my life have nothing to do with age. They do not change. Flowers, the morning and evening light, music, poetry, silence,