heavy with mood
Month
“Around your skin I bind and unbind my own. You exude a noontime of honey: a noon.”
— Miguel Hernández, tr. by Robert Bly, from The Selected Poems; “To Sing,”
“what else can you offer the earth, which has everything? what else can you give but something of yourself? a homemade ceremony, a ceremony that makes a home.”
— robin wall kimmerer, braiding sweetgrass pg. 38
I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind;
You could have done better, but I don’t mind.
You just kinda wasted my precious time –
But don’t think twice, it’s all right.
“I despise my own hypersensitiveness, which requires so much reassurance. It is certainly abnormal to crave so much to be loved and understood.”
— Anaïs Nin
(via down-the-rabbith0le)
Omg yaaas *goes to silent hill to get punished for my sins*
Forgive me, Hera, I cannot stay.
He cut out my tongue, there is nothing to say.
Love me? Oh lord, he threw me away.
He laughed at my sins, in his arms I must stay.
“I met the wolf alone and was devoured in peace.”
— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from The Collected Poems; “True Encounter,”
Work Song by Hozier except you’re deep within a coal mine, working tirelessly to support your family. Somewhere nearby, you can hear Hozier telling all the other boys in the mine about his beautiful girlfriend. It fills you with a strange sense of peace.