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The language of love (Robin Williams in Dead Poets Society)
Robin Williams died today.At the moment I really have nothing to say and the shock is still there for all of us, I know. Usually I don’t pay much attention to the inevitable deaths of the famous, which like our own, are ever-creeping toward reality.
MoltenI have pierced your molten coreThe fiery heart of darknessWell of ancient powerIn which you claw me deeperDrawing out my spilled libationLava melting in the magmaLost in a sudden gout of flame.Your own eruption, suddenShakes the worldUnbidden quakes
Strangers touch the train’s arm rest, sitting after meSharing the aroma of my parting gift to you.Arjay Eiffhttp://www.amazon.co.uk/Arjay-Eiff/e/B005DHJXASplease read, rate and review
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“Icarus of Love”-C. Quinn
“I thank you for your part in my journey” -C. Quinn
aliascquinn: You can’t and I know it, so I hold on while you make up your mind. Mine was the first heartbeat you listened to, and you don’t seem to realize that I can hear yours too; a steady, patient sound which never lies to me.
aliascquinn: Measure Forever - C. Quinn
aliascquinn: Hell (short) - C. Quinn
aliascquinn: “I thank you for your part in my journey” -C. Quinn
Yes love, you’re a tempest, With stormclouds in your chest, lightning between your fingertips, And a laugh that cuts through me like a thunderclap, Rattling the windows of my soul. However, I am an ocean. Rage across me, frenetic. Return to me, becalmed
Hardly do I know you by sight You return at some hour of the night To a house at an angle to my window A wholly imaginary house It is there that from one second to the next In the inviolate darkness I anticipate once more the fascinating rift occurr
The Blood Penguin by Will Alexander
Have I ever mentioned before that I read all of your tags when you reblog my posts? Since this blog turns one month old tomorrow, I’d like to honor some of my favorite tags that I’ve seen on my posts since the beginning. However, some of them have
priscillajeanohare: biandlesbianliterature: secretlesbians: Wu Zao (or Wu Tsao) is considered one of the great female poets of China, and one of the greatest lesbian poets of all time. Very little of her work has been translated into English, but the
gretagerwisg: He chooses the memory of her. That’s why he turns. He doesn’t make the lover’s choice, but the poet’s. Portrait of a Lady on Fire (2019) dir. Céline Sciamma
megairea: “Full moon rising on the waters of my heart, Lakes and moon and fires,” — Jean Toomer, from Evening Song; Caroling Dusk: an Anthology of Verse by Black Poets of the Twenties (ed. by Countee Cullen)
365filmsbyauroranocte: Le sang d’un poète (Jean Cocteau, 1932)
filmgifs:I just talked to my father. He’s making me quit the play at Henley Hall. Acting’s everything to me, I… But he doesn’t know, he… He’s planning the rest of my life for me, and he’s never asked me what I want.Dead Poets Society (1989)
cinematv:DEAD POETS SOCIETY (1989) | DIR. PETER WEIR I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life. To put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I had come to die, discover
dailyflicks:DAILYFLICKS 20K EVENT: FAVORITE FALL/HALLOWEEN FILM PER MEMBER ↳ DEAD POETS SOCIETY (1989) — Elio (@djarin) We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law,
Palma Vecchio (Italian: Jacopo Palma il Vecchio, circa 1480-1528), Portrait of a Poet, circa 1516; oil on canvas transferred from wood, 83 x 63 cm; National Gallery, London“The painting has been supposed to represent a poet because the figure holds
“Objects, these mysterious suits of armour beneath which desire awaits us, nocturnal and laid bare, these snares made of velvet, of bronze, of gossamer that we throw at ourselves with each step we take; hunter and prey in the shadows of forests, at
Poets Of The Fall - Temple Of Thought [VEELA COVER]
Blood of a Poet
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sixpenceee:Stone statue of Laozi at the foot of Mount Qingyuan. He was a philosopher and poet of ancient China. He is best known as the founder of philosophical Taoism.
sixpenceee: Stone statue of Laozi at the foot of Mount Qingyuan. He was a philosopher and poet of ancient China. He is best known as the founder of philosophical Taoism.
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dynastylnoire: revolutionarykoolaid: huffingtonpost: Poet Aja Monet Heartbreakingly Recalls The First Time She ‘Hated A Cop’Poet Aja Monet recalls the first time she “hated a cop” in her poem “The First Time,” which she performed at the
Poet of disaster
poet-of-law: “A beleza é subjetiva. Você sabe que às vezes o que torna uma pessoa atraente é o jeito que ela faz você rir ou como ela parece ler sua mente?” — A Coroa. (via poetavazio)
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Home – Rules – MuseCanon Divergent Bucky Barnes blogMultiverse/ship, Crossover and OC friendlyMun and Muse of age, 10+ years of experienceNot safe for work and dark themes, triggers taggedOh, but what more did the devil do when he
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