January 17, 2012

Jeff Buckley - “What Will You Say?”

(Time feels like it’s flown away. / The days just pass and fade away. / What will you say when they take my place?)

#video #Jeff Buckley #What Will You Say? #live #music
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January 16, 2012

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Fleet Foxes - “Dancing On My Own” [Robyn cover]

(So far away, but still so near / the lights go on,  / the music dies)

(Source: fleetfoxessing)

#song #fleet foxes #dancing on my own #robyn #cover
/298 notes /18:44

Together

The water closing  
over us and the  
going down is all.  
Gills are given.  
We convert in a  
town of broken hulls
and green doubloons.
O you dead pirates  
hear us! There is  
no salvage. All
you know is the color
of warm caramel. All
is salt. See how
our eyes have migrated
to the uphill side?  
Now we are new round  
mouths and no spines  
letting the water cover.
It happens over  
and over, me in  
your body and you  
in mine.

         Maxine W. Kumin

(All / you know is the color / of warm caramel. All / is salt.)

#poem #maxine w. kumin #together #poetry #lit
/18 notes /13:25

January 15, 2012

(What whispered catastrophe, winter.)

(What whispered catastrophe, winter.)

(Source: inthelowlight)

#photo #todd hido #winter #snow #ice
/149 notes /18:40

Saul Williams - “Patience”

(It’s hard to remember the / Love that / sprang from / simplicity // is harder to maintain)

#video #saul williams #patience #La Blogotheque
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January 14, 2012

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Little Dragon - “Thunder Love”

(I’m going to sleep / I’m going to sleep under the stars until the end / ‘till your touch say time will it begin)

#song #little dragon #thunder love #electronic #music
/9 notes /18:40

dear love,

you dream in the language of dodging bullets and artillery fire.
new, sexy diagnoses have been added to the lexicon on your behalf
(“charlie don’t surf,” has also been added to the lexicon on your behalf).

in this home that is not our home, we have mutually exiled each
other. i walk down your street in the rain, and i do not call you. i
walk in the opposite direction of where i know to find you. that we
do not speak is louder than bombs.

there are times that missing you is a matter of procedure. now is
not one of those times. there are times when missing you hurts. so
it comes to this, vying for geography. there is a prayer stuck in my
throat. douse me in gasoline, my love, and strike a match. let’s see
this prayer ignite to high heaven.

             Barbara Jane Reyes

(there are times when missing you hurts. so / it comes to this, vying for geography)

(Source: poetryeater.com)

#poem #Barbara Jane Reyes #dear love #poetry #lit
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January 13, 2012

(But we were not born to survive / Only to live)

(But we were not born to survive / Only to live)

(Source: thefutureoftheworldhangsonyes)

#photo #honey #bees #miel
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Onward