#postcolonial love poem

[flowerytale]

Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem (2020)

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[fawnaura]

Natalie Diaz, from Postcolonial Love Poem

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[asoftepiloguemylove]

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[metamorphesque]

― Natalie Diaz, Postcolonial Love Poem

[text ID: I confuse instinct for desire—isn’t bite also touch?]

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[llovelymoonn]

hello! this might be too specific but could you make something about finally admitting to yourself that the person you love is indifferent to you after being in denial for avery ling time? i'm going through a bit of heartache rn if you couldn't tell 😞

natalie diaz postcolonial love poem: "isn't the air also a body, moving?" (via @liriostigre) \\ marge piercy the moon is always female: "intimacy" (via @liriostigre) \\ marylin hacker love, death and the changing of the seasons: "didn't sappho say her guts clutched up like this?" \\ rebecca hazelton vow: "you are the penultimate love of my life" \\ deborah pendell shattered heart blue bullet \\ deborah pendell shattered bleeding heart

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[wedarkacademia]

I am doing my best to not become a museum of myself. I am doing my best to breathe in and out.

Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem

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[outstanding-quotes]

I am doing my best to not become a museum

of myself. I am doing my best to breathe in and out.

I am begging: let me be lonely but not invisible.

Natalie Diaz, “American Arithmetic”

#natalie diaz #American arithmetic #postcolonial love poem #american literature #indigenous literature #quote #literature #lit #poetry #trauma #mindfulness

[virgin-martyr]

One bone, the lunate bone, is named for its crescent outline. Lunatus. Luna. Some nights she rises like that in me, like trouble—a slow luminous flux.

Natalie Diaz, excerpt from “Manhattan is a Lenape Word“

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[orpheuslament]

Cranes, Mafiosos, and a Polaroid Camera, Natalie Diaz

#words #poetry #natalie diaz #postcolonial love poem #dante.jpg

[elektramouthed]

 Maenad tongue— come-drunk hum-tranced honey-puller—for her hips, I am—strummed-song and succubus.

Natalie Diaz, from Postcolonial Love Poem

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[muguetdemai]

Natalie Diaz, from Postcolonial Love Poem; "Manhattan Is a Lenape Word"

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[fawnaura]

Wake up and ache for your life.

Natalie Diaz, from Postcolonial Love Poem

#quote #natalie diaz #postcolonial love poem #poetry #life

[asoftepiloguemylove]

Tony Kushner "Angels in America" / Alexandre Cabanel "Fallen Angel" / Hecuba "Euripides" / Anne Sexton "Suicide Note" / Sophokles "Elektra" (trans Anne Carson) / Karl Brjullov "The Last Day of Pompeii” / Natalie Diaz "Postcolonial Love Poem"

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[pairedaeza]

There are wildflowers in my desert which take up to twenty years to bloom. The seeds sleep like geodes beneath hot feldspar sand until a flash flood bolts the arroyo, lifting them in its copper current, opens them with memory – they remember what their god whispered into their ribs: Wake up and ache for your life.

Natalie Diaz, from Postcolonial Love Poem

#Natalie diaz #postcolonial love poem #poetry

[metamorphesque]

If I Should Come Upon Your House Lonely in the West Texas Desert, Natalie Diaz

[text ID: I will swing my lasso of headlights

across your front porch,

let it drop like a rope of knotted

light at your feet. 

While I put the car in park,

you will tie and tighten the loop 

of light around your waist—

and I will be there with the other end 

wrapped three times

around my hips horned with loneliness. 

Reel me in across the glow-

throbbing sea of greenthread,

bluestem prickly poppy, 

the white inflorescence of yucca

bells, up the dust-lit stairs into your

arms. 

If you say to me, This is not your new

house but I am your new home, 

I will enter the door of your throat,

hang my last lariat in the hallway, 

build my altar of best books on your bedside

table, turn the lamp on and off, on and off, on

and off. 

I will lie down in you.

Eat my meals at the red table of your heart. 

Each steaming bowl will be, Just

right. I will eat it all up,

break all your chairs to pieces.

If I try running off into the deep-purpling scrub brush, 

you will remind me,

There is nowhere to go if you are already here, 

and pat your hand on your lap lighted

by the topazion lux of the moon through the window, 

say, Here, Love, sit here—when

I do, I will say, And here I still

am. 

Until then, Where are you? What is your address?

I am hurting. I am riding the night 

on a full tank of gas and my

headlights are reaching out for

something.]

#natalie diaz #postcolonial love poem #poem #poetry #love #yearning #quotes #literature

[wedarkacademia]

I am doing my best to not become a museum of myself. I am doing my best to breathe in and out.

I am begging: 𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘦.

Natalie Díaz, Postcolonial Love Poem

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