@bellsofatlantis

Now, as if from God’s sigh, a shadow spreads.
Odysseus Elytis, from The Collected Poems; Song Heroic and Mourning for the Lost Second Lieutenant of the Albanian Campaign

With what stones what blood what iron / With what fire are we made / Although we seem made of plain cloud / and they stone us and say / We’re walking on air / God only knows / How we spend our days and nights.
Odysseus Elytis, from The Collected Poems; Sun the First, XVI

Odysseus Elytis, from The Collected Poems; Sun the First, XVI

aqua-regia009 :

Ghismonda with the heart of Guiscardo (Detail), 1650.
By Bernardino Mei

thatsbutterbaby :

Paolo Porpora, attributed (Italian, 1617-1673) -  Still life with shells.  Oil on canvas, 55.8 × 65.8 cm.                                  

filmaticbby :

Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992)
dir. Francis Ford Coppola

amatesura :

Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992) | dir. Francis Ford Coppola

You were talking secretly with a witch
You were hiding a grace in your bosom
Which was the moon itself.
Odysseus Elytis, from The Collected Poems; Sun the First, IX

Am I dreaming? No. These are my lives that come to me, all the ones that lead me everywhere, into the regions, lands, countrysides, cities, cultures, nations, where my being has been touched.
Hélène Cixous, from Coming to Writing and Other Essays

Sublime nocturnal weaving.
Odysseus Elytis, from The Collected Poems; Clepsydras of the Unknown, 6 Tr. by Jeffrey Carson and Nikos Sarris

yourakh:

I be like “i know a spot” then i take you into my arms and sit by the moon, near the sea till your sadness is gone.

loneliestgirl15:

Its weird when ur tired and someone says like “why would you be tired you didnt do anything all day” like umm being awake makes me tired?? Thats how it works

kaafka :

“Mother, I have pasts inside me I did not bury properly. Some nights, your daughter tears herself apart yet heals in the morning.”

— Questions for Ada, ‘Confessions’ by Ijeoma Umebinyuo
(via decreation )

headspace-hotel:

i know “go be in the Trees and your depression will be fixed” is bullshit. but honestly i think a lot of things would be a little better if we spent more time with things like dirt and small streams and leaves. when you’re inside it’s easy to forget how raw and elementally wondrous the world is. how many colors there are and types of crunches that leaves make, and how many living things. how many things have smells and how different they all are.

It’s really like, youll see a large flock of birds take flight with a FWOOM of wings exploding all at once and it’s like. this is the largest emotion I have ever felt

its humans that are the problem w all things :)

hyal0id:

Florence + the Machine – Cosmic Love (Acoustic Version)

I can’t even express how much I adore this.

Kenneth Rexroth, from Sacramental Acts: Love Poems; When we with Sappho

Kenneth Rexroth, from Sacramental Acts: Love Poems; Quietly

womeninarthistory :

Illustration for ‘Red as Blood and White as Snow,’ 2016, Anna and Elena Balbusso 

Question:

I like u

Answer:

Thank you mysterious anon 🖤

Odysseus Elytis, from The Collected Poems; Variations on a Sunbeam, “Red” Tr. by Jeffrey Carson and Nikos Sarris

Odysseus Elytis, from The Collected Poems; Seven Nocturnal Heptastichs, VI Tr. by Jeffrey Carson and Nikos Sarris

zamaaanawal :

Palestinian girls playing in the snow, Jerusalem, Palestine, 1921,

hiolivejuicee :

I try to be good but sometimes
a person just has to break out and
act like the wild and springy thing
one used to be. It’s impossible not
to remember wild and want it back.
Mary Oliver, from A Thousand Mornings; “Green, Green, Green is my Sister’s House”

Naomi Shihab Nye; “Burning the Old Year”

roseperignon:

facinaoris :

Letters from Medea, Salma Deera.

loneliestgirl15 :

I cant believe im gonna be 25 im still a baby how am i ever going to grow up

scumnoise :

Passion Pit | Moth’s Wings

Whose side are you on?
What side is this anyway?
Put down your sword and crown,
come lay with me on the ground.