September 2011
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Love is silver oceans, tides of eternal marsh.
– CS BlancheFlower
Love that we receive is not meted-out per our appropriately deemed actions. The...
– C.S.Blancheflower
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The pattern of flight is chaotic & blind
But it’s right
because chaos is...
– Spencer Krug, from Wicked Things
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somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond →
somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you…
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When the sun goes down, it writes
a secret name in its own blood for...
– Denise Levertov. Man Alone (via fragmentsshoredagainstmyruin)
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