L. V., I Found This Poem Washed Up On Shore

Detail of "Soaring"
by Andrew Wyeth, 1942

L. V., i found this poem washed up on shore

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L. V., i found this poem in a little girl’s dream

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8 months ago

What
tragedy
it must be
to live without

a mind, and
for others,
not at
all.

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L. V., i found this poem in the backbone of a dead society

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11 months ago

- Detail of "Good Friends", 1887 by Marcus Stone
- "with the right people, i’ve learnt that the world isn’t such a scary place after all." - L. V.

L. V., i found this poem in the right place at the right time with the right people

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2 months ago

well, i'm no expert, but apart from fe, i suspect specks of fi too. as i have said, i haven't had much time to ponder on you (you, not your blogs), thus it's a tad bit difficult to say. in any case, what i say doesn't matter, i just wished to know. otherwise i can promise my curiosity will keep wandering and haunt me with every glimpse of yours.

You got it right, apart from one letter. At least, based on the last time I took it. So I don't know, maybe you're right with your speculation. But I also did have one other result prior to the most recent one that was pretty consistent throughout the years.

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now will you tell me yours dear anon also now curious about your blog/s too

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1 year ago

Detail of "Двое За Столом" ("A Couple at the table")
by Oleg Holosiy, 1992

just
waiting
for
the
conversation
to
die
so
we
could
leave

L. V., i found this poem lying on the bathroom floor

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11 months ago

loving how your posting so actively as of late xo

All thanks to the queue system. I don't know why I never really utilised it for years.

For some reason, the system chose 10am and 10pm "US/Eastern" time zone to post automatically.

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10 months ago

Detail of "Jeune homme à la fenêtre" ("Man at the Window")
Gustave Caillebotte, 1875

I was watching a film the other day. The boy confessed: I can’t stand the silence—I need to speak to you.

- L. V.

And it reminded me of the first time I fell in love. It wasn’t with a boy. It was with silence.

- L. V.

In a dream, the world shut its mouth forever and the backyard flowers began to bloom in colours we have yet to name.

- L. V.

We learned to make music another way—first with hands and feet. Later, with the way we breathe.

- L. V.

Isn’t it strange how even love could backfire? Because here I am years later and I couldn’t care less for silence anymore. I can’t stand it—speak to me.

- L. V.

L. V., i found this poem rereading a book you gave me years ago

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1 year ago

💌send this to the twelve nicest people you know or who seem to have a good heart and if you get five back you must be pretty awesome.💌

Boop! (⁠/⁠¯⁠◡⁠ ⁠‿⁠ ⁠◡⁠)⁠/⁠¯⁠

Aw, this is so sweet! Thank you! 💕

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6 months ago

Young woman lying in a grass (Detail)
Paul Gauguin, 1884

L. V., I Found This Poem On A Quiet Sunday Afternoon

Woman in the Park (Detail)
Ion Theodorescu-Sion, 1919

L. V., i found this poem on a quiet sunday afternoon

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6 months ago

Detail of "Садко в подводном царстве" ("Sadko in the Underwater Kingdom")
by: Ilya Repin, 1875

L. V., i found this poem in the closing credits of your favourite film

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