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Disturbed earth: Â some plants sprout quickly in it.Sow thistles come to mind.After you’ve wrenched them outthey’ll snake back undergroundand thrust their fleshy prickled snouts inwhere you intended hostas.Hawkweed will do that. Purslane.
Language, like the mouthsthat hold and releaseit, is wet & living, eachword is wrinkledwith age, swollenwith other words, with blood, smoothed by the numberlessflesh tongues that have passed across it.Your language hangs around your neck,a noose,
sexykinkybeauty: Is this dystopian? In a completely opposite sense, this image reminds me of the sex scene in Margaret Atwood’s The Handmaid’s Tale, a patriarchal future of dystopian proportions. So, what if this image of a wife and her lover enjoying
I’ve got most of them fooled
trivialandvague: “When you’re young, you think everything you do is disposable. You move from now to now, crumpling time up in your hands, tossing it away.” -Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
nevver: “In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.” ― Margaret Atwood
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dreams-in-my-sky: Margaret Atwood
fuckyeahprotest: hungryghoast:(from the USC protest against the Westboro Baptists via Margaret Atwood [yes, that Margaret Atwood])
sociologique: Variation On The Word Sleep by Margaret Atwood (via typewriterblues)
stfuhypocrisy: A Handmaid’s Tale movie (1990) (German subtitles) (by karlmall)
“The fresh monsters are already breeding in my head.”— Margaret Atwood, “Circe / Mud Poems”
“Jesus, Jesus he says, but he’s not praying to Jesus, he’s praying to you, not to your body or your face but to that space you hold at the centre, which is the shape of the universe… How does it feel to be a god… ?”— Margaret Atwood
saintjoan: — margaret atwood, excerpt of circe/mud poems
just finished Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood and my brain is a puddle… i always feel so moved by books, so invested in the worlds i dive into, my heart and mind (and body) seem to always be moving from place to place. i am raw, sensitive,
wishbzne: corpse song, margaret atwood
the-book-diaries: “I’m not sure which is worse: intense feeling, or the absence of it.” — Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin
a-quiet-green-agreement:–Margaret Atwood
odysscy:Margaret Atwood, You are Happy
tianasweets: You think I’m not a goddess?Try me.This is a torch song.Touch me and you’ll burn.— Margaret Atwood
wishbzne:from margaret atwood’s selected poems (1965-1975)
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politicalmamaduck: Writing about a child rapist did not make Vladimir Nabokov a child rapist. Writing about an authoritarian theocracy did not make Margaret Atwood an authoritarian theocrat. Writing about adultery did not make Leo Tolstoy an adulterer.
uppityfemale: “The control of women and babies has been a part of every repressive regime in history. This has been happening all along.” -Margaret Atwood
Margaret Atwood- lady oracle
“Hatred would have been easier. With hatred, I would have known what to do. Hatred is clear, metallic, one-handed, unwavering; unlike love.” ~Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye
“And she finds it difficult to believe—that a person would love her even when she isn’t trying. Trying to figure out what other people need, trying to be worthy.” ~Margaret Atwood
“But some people can’t tell where it hurts. They can’t calm down. They can’t ever stop howling.” ~Margaret Atwood
“In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.” ~Margaret Atwood, Bluebeard’s Egg
“You think I’m not a goddess? Try me. This is a torch song. Touch me and you’ll burn.” ~Margaret Atwood
sumisa-lily: “In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.” ~Margaret Atwood, Bluebeard’s Egg
(AND I LOVE TO BE SICK)
woman, amen
iwantamimosa: me: washing my feet in the shower margaret atwood, appearing in the reflection of my shower head: male fantasies, male fantasies, is everything run by male fantasies?
sheer delight and gratitude;
adampvrrish: anne sexton // richard siken// margaret atwood // virginia woolf
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xshayarsha: “One said [writing] was like walking into a labyrinth, without knowing what monster might be inside; another said it was like groping through a tunnel; another said it was like being in a cave — she could see daylight through the opening,
my body; the exit wound
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adampvrrish:anne sexton // richard siken// margaret atwood // virginia woolf
cithaerons:emery allen, holy things in this world // graham dean, untitled // margaret atwood, there are better ways of doing this // salvador dalí, purgatorio canto 32 // jorge luis borges, the meeting in a dream
hungryfictions:adrienne rich, of women born: motherhood as experience and institution / alexandra levasseur - body of land collection, 2015 / ana teresa barboza - bordados collection, 2004 / margaret atwood, “europe on ŭ a day” / tracey emin - it
the handmaid's tale
lovely-songbird: In the end, we’ll all become stories. no We Heart It. http://weheartit.com/entry/58038036/via/itstati
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