"There are still other made-up countries
Where we can hide forever,
Wasted with eternal desire and sadness,
Sucking the sherbets, crooning the tunes, naming the names."
Where we can hide forever,
Wasted with eternal desire and sadness,
Sucking the sherbets, crooning the tunes, naming the names."
John Ashbery “Hop o’ My Thumb”
Lovisa Ingman by Sayaka Maruyama for Leur Logette #6, Spring/Summer 2012
(via joyroots)
"
Even the maple syrup
tastes like liquor. After dinner
I sit the cutest little boy on my knee
and read him a book about the history of cod
absentmindedly explaining overfishing,
the slave trade. People for rum? he asks,
incredulously. Yes, I nod. People for rum.
“Thanksgiving,” Maggie Nelson
#Maggie
#Nelson
#Poetry
Hey, it’s Matisse!
Henri Matisse, View of Notre-Dame, 1914
Badlands (1973)
dir. Terrence Malick
8/10Always reblog Badlands.
(Source: enmn)
