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The lover writes…the poet mumbles
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[The sky was pink and orange, older because the day was over.
There was no wind.] The summer day
cast oak-shaped shadows on the green grass.“A Summer Garden” by Louise Glück (via the-final-sentence)Posted on May 27, 2012 via The final sentence. with 88 notes
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My only lasting law school relationship.
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Flaunt Magazine’s
“Isolation Tank”
shot by David Balmore
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Whatever I looked at was alive, everything had a voice,
but I never found out were you a friend, an enemy,
was it winter, summer? Smoke, singing, midnight heat.
I wrote thousands of lines. Not one told me.Anna Akhmatova, from “Fragment, 1959,” trans. Stephen Berg (via proustitute)Posted on May 26, 2012 via A la recherche du temps perdu with 248 notes
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Flaunt Magazine’s
“Isolation Tank”
shot by David Balmore
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