lizormianillustration:

whatever was left, that was ours for a while.

sunrise - louise glück

petaltexturedskies:

mary oliver

fairydrowning:

“To read a poem in January is as lovely as to go for a walk in June.”

– Jean-Paul Sartre

qvotext:

“Who the hell said you no longer had it in you?”

— Charles Bukowski; Love Is a Dog from Hell

skinnyblinders:

-Sylvia Plath. (The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath)

glazedeye-s:

if not, winter by sappho // ampio orizzonte by ettore tito // lesbos by sylvia plath

babytoothbrain:

I Will not Let me Fall

Letters to a Young Poet, Rainer Maria Rilke// Kim Cogan// “Self Injury”, Allie Long// Backwards, Warsan Shire// Annie Remich// “The Sun is Still Apart of me”, Jennifer Willough// Sylvia Plath// Monica Luniak// On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous, Ocean Vuong//