And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul,...– Sylvia Plath (via vlvt)
Dear people who question why girls go to the...
hyrulian-feminist: toomuchtaylor: middle-east-beast: Hermione went alone and got attacked by a troll Moaning Myrtle went alone too and was killed by a giant snake. Katie Bell also went alone and was cursed by an opal necklace.
A Poet Reflects: “When you use the word ‘flummox,’... →
apoetreflects: “When you use the word ‘flummox,’ for instance, your tongue is rolling across the same territory of every person who has ever spoken that word. It carries every sentiment every person has ever meant when speaking that word, plus your own. They say that every third breath you breathe contains at…
You are neither here nor there, A hurry through which known and strange things...– Seamus Heaney, from “Postscript” (via growing-orbits)
A dramatic Shakespearean response to every...
When something bad happens: True is it that we have seen better days.
When something REALLY bad happens: O woe! O woeful, woeful, woeful day! Most lamentable day. Most woeful day That ever, ever I did yet behold! O day, O day, O day! O hateful day! Never was seen so black a day as this.O woeful day! O woeful day!
When my girlfriend abandons me for food: FRAILTY, THY NAME IS WOMAN!
When someone doesn't thank me for holding the door open for them: BLOW, BLOW, BLOW, THOU WINTER WIND! THOU ART NOT SO UNKIND AS MAN'S INGRATITUDE!
When I burn something while cooking: MY CAKE IS DOUGH!
When human stupidity frustrates me: LORD, WHAT FOOLS THESE MORTALS BE!
When someone says I'm going to hell for my sins: NYMPH, IN THY ORISONS BE ALL MY SINS REMEMBER'D.
When I'm broke: My pride fell with my fortunes
When someone turns the light on after a period of darkness and blinding light ensues: OH, SHE DOTH TEACH THE TORCHES TO BURN BRIGHT!
When someone disagrees with me: THERE ARE MORE THINGS IN HEAVEN AND EARTH, HORATIO, THEN ARE DREAMT OF IN YOUR PHILOSOPHY.
When I argue with my girlfriend: The course of true love never did run smooth.
When I'm embarrassed: MUST I HOLD A CANDLE TO MY SHAMES?!
Someone says "Good Night": Good Night, Good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, that I shall say good night till it be morrow.
apoetreflects: She plants the word “desire” that makes the very air amorous, that causes the light, from its tall stalk, to bend down until it almost kisses the ground. —Gregory Orr, from “We Must Make a Kingdom of It” in The Bread Loaf Anthology of Contemporary American Poetry, edited by Robert Pack, Sydney Lea, and Jay Parini (University Press of New England, 1985)