#w.s merwin

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

W. S. Merwin ~ The Solstice They say the sun will come back at midnight after all my one love but we know how the minutes fly out into the dark trees and vanish like the great ‘ohias and the honey creepers and we know how the weeks walk into the shadows at midday at the thought of the months I reach for your hand it is not something one is supposed to say we watch the red birds in the morning we hope for the quiet daytime together the year turns into air but we are together in the whole night with the sun still going away and the year coming back [Thanks Paul Corby]

#paul corby #W.S Merwin #The Solstice #poetry #poem

[sageandscorpiongrass]

Have you ever thought about losing your brother?

me vs. making webweaves on dying and family. really this was just an excuse to think about killing flies.

Killing Flies, Michael Dickman | Separation, W.S. Merwin | Eurydice, Ocean Vuong | It, Stephen King | Winnie-the-Pooh, A.A Milne | Fading Kitten Syndrome, ROAR | Quote via. Maurice Sendak | A Meeting, Wendell Berry | Anguish, August Friedrich Schenck | West Wind I, Mary Oliver | Planet of Love, Richard Siken | Quote via. C.C, Aurel | Oats We Sow, Gregory and the Hawk | The Living to the Dead, Käthe Kollwitz | Quote via Fortesa Latifi | Antigonick, Anne Carson | Killing Flies, Michael Dickman (cont.)

#poetry #prose #web weaving #web weaving poetry #parallels #literature #poem #on death #on grief #web weave #michael dickman #w.s. merwin #ocean vuong #maurice sendak #wendell berry #mary oliver #richard siken #c.c. aurel #on siblings #brothers #undescribed #spoons. low. im sorry #༺✿ web weaves by basil ✿༻

[metamorphesque]

Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.

W. S. Merwin, Separation

#w.s. merwin #separation #poem #poetry #quotes #literature #love and longing come hand in hand

[typewriter-worries]

It's world poetry day so here are some of my favorite poems:

Failing and Flying by Jack Gilbert

What the Living Do by Marie Howe

Night Walk by Franz Wright

Crossword by Lloyd Schwartz

The Great Fires by Jack Gilbert

Love Train by Tomás Q. Morín

Divorced Fathers and Pizza Crusts by Mark Halliday

Perhaps the World Ends Here by Joy Harjo

in another string of the multiverse, perhaps by Michaella Batten

acknowledgments by Danez Smith

Death Wish by Josh Alex Baker

San Francisco by Richard Brautigan

How to Watch Your Brother Die by Michael Lassell

You Are the Penultimate Love of My Life by Rebecca Hazelton

On Political(ized) Life by Kanika Lawton

All the Dead Boys Look Like Me by Christopher Soto

It Was the Animals by Natalie Diaz

In Time by W.S. Merwin

It Is Maybe Time to Admit That Michael Jordan Definitely Pushed Off by Hanif Abdurraqib

Dear Life by Maya C. Popa

I Could Touch It by Ellen Bass

To The Young Who Want To Die by Gwendolyn Brooks

Accident Report in the Tall, Tall Weeds by Ada Limón

#world poetry day #poetry #jack gilbert #marie howe #franz wright #lloyd schwartz #tomás q. morín #mark halliday #joy harjo #michaella batten #danez smith #josh alex baker #richard brautigan #michael lassell #rebecca hazelton #kanika lawton #christopher soto #natalie diaz #w.s. merwin #hanif abdurraqib #ellen bass #gwendolyn brooks #ada limón #recommendations #pinned #recs #these are a few of my favorite things

[adrasteiax]

my love was always woven with leaving

W.S. Merwin, from Variations To The Accompaniment Of A Cloud in “Garden Time"

#poetry #w.s. merwin #variations to the accompaniment of a cloud #garden time #literature #poem #lit #from my collection

[sicknessinmotion]

father & child

succession // source // yusef komunyakaa // motion sickness - phoebe bridgers // anne sexton // w.s. merwin.

#on fathers #poetry #quotes #web weaving #webweaving #.w #words #excerpts #succession #yusef komunyakaa #anne sexton #w.s. merwin #phoebe bridgers

[havingapoemwithyou]

december morning by W.S. Merwin

#W.S. Merwin #poetry #poem #december

[apoemaday]

To Being Late

by W.S. Merwin

Again again you are the right time after all not according to however we planned it

#poetry #w.s. merwin #to being late

[girlfictions]

W.S. Merwin, Separation

#my god!!!!!!! #on love lost #on grief #poetry #quotes #words #typography #w.s. merwin

[fishingforwords]

our life isn't going anywhere.

robert frost, fire and ice || joy harjo, perhaps the world ends here || spotify || w.s. merwin, in time || the end of the f***ing world || mary oliver, wild geese || a softer world || nayyirah waheed, salt

#on life #on the end of the world #on the apocalypse #web weaving #my weavings #on love #robert frost #joy harjo #if the world was ending #w.s. merwin #the end of the f world #mary oliver #a softer world #nayyirah waheed

[soracities]

"I’ve found a prisoner’s letters to a lover— One begins: “These words may never reach you.” Another ends: “The skin dissolves in dew without your touch.”

—Agha Shahid Ali, from "The Country Without a Post-Office"

"Unreachable as I think of you, touching you with my eyes, watching you with my hands."

—Octavio Paz, from "Before the Beginning" (trans. Eliot Weinberger)

"Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color."

—W.S. Merwin, from “Separation"

"I love you, I'm waiting for you unbearably..."

—Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra

"Who does not know what it is like to go with a friend to a railway station and then to watch the train take them away? As you walk along the platform back into the city, the person who has just gone is often more there, more totally there, than when you embraced them before they climbed into the train. When we embrace to say goodbye, maybe we do it for this reason—to take into our arms what we want to keep when they’ve gone."

—John Berger, "Will It Be a Likeness?"

#q #lit #quotes #quote compilation #agha shahid ali #octavio paz #w.s. merwin #john berger #here and where you are #vladimir nabokov #archive #m #x

[wordscanbeenough]

Even when I forget you / I go on looking for you

W.S. Merwin, from “To Myself”

#w.s. merwin #quote #words #poetry

[vulnerableagendaofdeath]

"I want to talk about what happened without mentioning how much it hurt. There has to be a way. To care for the wounds without reopening them. To name the pain without inviting it back into me."

— Lora Mathis, If There's A Way Out I'll Take It

"I want to explain how exhausted I am. Even in my dreams. How I wake up tired. How I'm being drowned by some kind of black wave."

— Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation

"It is night, I am as old as pain and I have no other story. We do not keep to the telegraph lines.

"Is there a map for this?" I call after.

"Is there even a name for this? I spend my life asking, is there even a name for you?""

— W.S. Merwin, from "One Way," The Moving Target (Macmillan Pub Co, 1963)

"I have a deep fear of being too much. That one day I will find my someone, and they will realize that I am a hurricane. That they will step back and be intimidated by my muchness."

— Michelle K., Rumbles From My Head

#lora mathis #if there's a way out I'll take it #elizabeth wurtzel #prozac nation #w.s. merwin #michelle k #dark academia #dark acadamia quotes #literature quotes #dark academism #light acamedia #poetry #poem #literature #lines #modern literature #literary #lit #writing #spilled journal #spilled writing #spilled thoughts #spilled poetry #spilled ink #diary entry #quote #book quote #hozier memes #hozier #dark acamedia

[gustaving]

#poetry #lit #hwdr #rain light #rain #light #mother #w.s. merwin

[typewriter-worries]

the beast you made of me

The Truth and Grunewald, Juan Ramón Jiménez tr. W.S. Merwin | St. Michael,  Luca Giordano | The Bear - Episode 1, Christopher Storer | Fallen Angel, Alexandre Cabanel | Fury, Yevgeny Yevtushenko | Dante et Virgile, William Bouguereau | The Terre Haute Planetarium Rejected My Proposal, Paige Lewis | Study of a Man, Thomas Couture

#juan ramón jiménez #w.s. merwin #luca giordano #the bear #the bear fx #the bear hulu #carmy berzatto #the fallen angel #alexandre cabanel #yevgeny yevtushenko #dante and virgil #william adolphe bouguereau #paige lewis #thomas couture #web weaving #webweaving #dark academia #light academia #classic academia #literature #poetry

[adrasteiax]

(...) to move nothing and to touch nothing as though I were a ghost or here in a dream and I know it is a dream that has no age in this dream the same river is still here the house is the old house and I am here in the morning in the sunlight and the same bird is singing

W.S. Merwin, from The Other House in “Garden Time"

#poetry #w.s. merwin #the other house #garden time #literature #poem #lit #from my collection