L. V., I Found This Poem Collecting Dust In One Of Your Old Photographs

BLACKBERRY WINTER

I like the simple pleasures of life:
The first bite into a ripe fruit, freshly plucked
from an overhanging branch
that was almost out of reach.
All you had to do was stand on the tip of your toes.

I like looking at the moon
through photographs you took.
How the angles tilt differently
from how I normally would see it.
How you artistically include the silhouette
of leaves from an unseen tree to frame each shot,
knowing I would mention it
and we’d have something new
to talk about in the next couple of minutes.
How I wish we could stretch this moment to an eternity.

- L. V.

L. V., i found this poem collecting dust in one of your old photographs

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11 months ago

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Ohh, thank you <3 This means a lot, especially coming from such a lovely writer as yourself. Did a quick scroll through your blog, but will be going through your writing once I have my cup of tea.

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6 months ago

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10 months ago

Detail of "Louise Loved to Climb to the Summit on One of the Barren Hills Flanking the River, and Stand There While the Wind Blew" by N.C. Wyeth (1907)

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9 months ago

Woman Reading (detail)
Childe Hassam, 1885

L. V., I’m Trying To Make Sense I Swear I’m Trying To Make Sense

L. V., i’m trying to make sense i swear i’m trying to make sense

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1 year ago

what do you know about love

Why does this feel like an attack-

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10 months ago

Detail of "Paysage au Couple" ("Landscape with Couple")
by: Henri Martin

L. V., i found this poem when we were happy & in love & too young to know the difference

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10 months ago

Detail of "Lovers in a Cafe"
Gotthardt Kuehl, 1915

L. V., i found this poem scribbled on an old receipt

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1 year ago

Wooded Path in Autumn (Detail)
Hans Andersen Brendekilde, 1902

because I’m so close to the end, I can see the light from here.

And you can’t blame me for thinking that along this winding road,

L. V., i found this poem wandering around a ghost town

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1 year ago

How much is your book?

All writing collections are free.

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10 months ago

grief makes you want to die every single day. but you don’t.

Tulips in a Milk Carton (detail)
Paul Wonner, 1989

you go on with what’s left of your life. you make the bed every morning.

you take out the trash. you buy your weekly groceries.

and as you inspect which milk carton looks the least wonky,

you realise this is how to kill yourself without breaking your mother’s heart—

you go on with what’s left of your life.

L. V., i found this poem grieving in aisle 3

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