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header: Alice Oswald, Falling Awake
header: Alice Oswald, Falling Awake
Pinned
I wake to listen:
A far sea moves in my ear.
Sylvia Plath, The Morning Song
A far sea moves in my ear.
Sylvia Plath, The Morning Song
the night blue cloud
November 28, 2025 at 5:43 PM
the night blue cloud
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Rose is a *devastating* genius and so the books will, in fact, alter your psyche, soul and heart
Today could be a really good day to buy a copy of Birding from an independent bookshop, or perhaps even its poor neglected older sibling This Is Yesterday
Black Friday reminder: You can support independent bookstores and get great deals without lining the pockets of billionaires 😌
November 28, 2025 at 3:26 PM
Rose is a *devastating* genius and so the books will, in fact, alter your psyche, soul and heart
The air was blue, you could hold it in your hand. Blue.
Marguerite Duras, The Lover; tr. Barbara Bray
Marguerite Duras, The Lover; tr. Barbara Bray
November 28, 2025 at 5:18 PM
The air was blue, you could hold it in your hand. Blue.
Marguerite Duras, The Lover; tr. Barbara Bray
Marguerite Duras, The Lover; tr. Barbara Bray
Alice Oswald, Falling Awake
November 28, 2025 at 2:46 PM
Alice Oswald, Falling Awake
Alice Oswald, Falling Awake
November 28, 2025 at 2:44 PM
Alice Oswald, Falling Awake
Salvador Dali Illustration: Michel de Montaigne, The Complete Essays (1947)
November 28, 2025 at 9:01 AM
Salvador Dali Illustration: Michel de Montaigne, The Complete Essays (1947)
Other people do not see you at all, but guess at you by uncertain conjectures.
Michel de Montaigne, The Complete Essays; tr. Charles Cotton
Michel de Montaigne, The Complete Essays; tr. Charles Cotton
November 28, 2025 at 8:58 AM
Other people do not see you at all, but guess at you by uncertain conjectures.
Michel de Montaigne, The Complete Essays; tr. Charles Cotton
Michel de Montaigne, The Complete Essays; tr. Charles Cotton
Each moment is a place you've never been.
Mark Strand
Mark Strand
November 28, 2025 at 8:45 AM
Each moment is a place you've never been.
Mark Strand
Mark Strand
earlier wander, with coffee
November 28, 2025 at 8:41 AM
earlier wander, with coffee
small rain wild wind
November 28, 2025 at 7:54 AM
small rain wild wind
There is no instinct like that of the heart.
Byron
Byron
November 27, 2025 at 5:02 PM
There is no instinct like that of the heart.
Byron
Byron
a dark and windy night
November 27, 2025 at 4:32 PM
a dark and windy night
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I wrote a book about mythography, or being lost with the gods, or close reading, or thereabouts. It would be an excellent festive gift for a smart girl, or someone who'd like to twist the current frenzy for retelling myths. it's available here mabibliotheque.cargo.site/Isabella-Str...
November 27, 2025 at 3:06 PM
I wrote a book about mythography, or being lost with the gods, or close reading, or thereabouts. It would be an excellent festive gift for a smart girl, or someone who'd like to twist the current frenzy for retelling myths. it's available here mabibliotheque.cargo.site/Isabella-Str...
Wind warns November’s done with. The blown leaves make bat-shapes, Web-winged and furious.
Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
November 27, 2025 at 9:50 AM
Wind warns November’s done with. The blown leaves make bat-shapes, Web-winged and furious.
Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poems
We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.
Vonnegut
Vonnegut
November 27, 2025 at 9:18 AM
We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.
Vonnegut
Vonnegut
Perhaps many things inside you have been transformed; perhaps somewhere, someplace deep inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad.
Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
November 27, 2025 at 7:14 AM
Perhaps many things inside you have been transformed; perhaps somewhere, someplace deep inside your being, you have undergone important changes while you were sad.
Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
I learned not to fear infinity,
The far field, the windy cliffs of forever,
The dying of time in the white light of tomorrow,
Theodore Roethke, The Far Field
The far field, the windy cliffs of forever,
The dying of time in the white light of tomorrow,
Theodore Roethke, The Far Field
November 27, 2025 at 7:05 AM
I learned not to fear infinity,
The far field, the windy cliffs of forever,
The dying of time in the white light of tomorrow,
Theodore Roethke, The Far Field
The far field, the windy cliffs of forever,
The dying of time in the white light of tomorrow,
Theodore Roethke, The Far Field
Kristin Hersh - Your Ghost (Official Video)
YouTube video by 4AD
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November 26, 2025 at 6:43 PM
wondrous dreams, day or night
November 26, 2025 at 4:58 PM
wondrous dreams, day or night