-Sinchu

This world is filled with receivers

If the world ever decides to give you

Then give it back a little more

And if the world ever gives you less

Then never stop giving it back

Because the world has less of givers

-Sinchu

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4 months ago

The calm sighs that escape when no one is looking. The whispered prayers in crowded jams. The way you press your palms to your chest, steadying breath when the world feels too heavy. I honour the surrendering it takes to say, "I'm fine.” When you're anything but, and the courage it takes to cry-I do not know all the stories we women carry. But I know they run deep. I honour every one of them.

Aidi Basi

2 years ago

“In the second chamber of my fourth heart down to the left of the third valve is the room I keep for you for me to think of you.”

— Lisa Olstein, from “Cold Satellite” in Little Stranger (via pigmenting)

4 months ago

just want to thank every single one of you for being here. thank you for existing, for never giving up, for trying your best every day even when some days "our best" isn't much. you have more strength than you realize. everything you thought could destroy you until now, never did. you overcame every obstacle. every feeling of hopelessness. every time you thought the pain wouldn't end, it did. so, thank you for being here. you matter. thank you.

2 years ago
On Names And Love
On Names And Love
On Names And Love
On Names And Love
On Names And Love
On Names And Love
On Names And Love
On Names And Love

On Names and Love

Tennessee Williams, ‘The Vine’ from Selected Stories // Jodi Picoult, Handle with Care // Dale Carnegie, How to Win Friends and Influence People // Stephen Sondheim, ‘Maria’ from West Side Story // Naomi Shihab Nye // Ursula K. Le Guin, A Wizard of Earthsea // Shilpa Goel // Aidan Chambers, Nik: Now I Know

4 months ago
— WISŁAWA SZYMBORSKA, translated From The Polish By Clare Cavanagh & Stanisław Barańczak.

— WISŁAWA SZYMBORSKA, translated from the Polish by Clare Cavanagh & Stanisław Barańczak.

2 years ago

can someone please be proud of me like fuck I’m trying

1 year ago
It’s autumn, and we’re getting rid / of books, getting ready to retire, / to move some place smaller, more / manageable. We’re living in reverse, / age-proofing the new house, nothing / on the floors to trip over, no hindrances / to the slowed mechanisms of our bodies, / a small table for two. Our world is / shrinking, our closets mostly empty, / gone the tight skirts and dancing shoes, / the bells and whistles. Now, when / someone comes to visit and admires / our complete works of Shakespeare, / the hawk feather in the open dictionary, / the iron angel on a shelf, we say / take them. This is the most important / time of all, the age of divestment, / knowing what we leave behind is / like the fragrance of blossoming trees / that grows stronger after / you’ve passed them, breathing / them in for a moment before / breathing them out. An ordinary / Tuesday when one of you says / I dare you, and the other one / just laughs.

Dorianne Laux, “I Dare You”

2 years ago

stop glamorizing “the Grind” and start glamorizing whatever this is

Stop Glamorizing “the Grind” And Start Glamorizing Whatever This Is
2 years ago

tu koi aur hai, janta hai tu

samne iss jahaan ke ek naqab hai.

tu aur hai, koi aur hai.

kyun nhiiii

vo jo hai?

tu jahaan ke vaste

khud ko bhul kar

apne hi sath naa

aise zulm kar.

khol de vo gile

jo lagaye tujh par tu

bol de

tu koi aur hai.

chehre jo

odhe tune vo

tere kahan hai?

saamne aa

khol de sab

jo hai dil mei

bol de ab.

tere raaste

khwaab hai tere.

tere sath jo

umra bhar chale.

aa inhe gale laga

tu kon hai bata?

aa khol de

yeh gile.

3 months ago
Poem of the Week
Everything All at Once
Oliver Baez Bendorf

                                      right now,
someone is having sex and someone
is dying and someone is trying to find
a lid so they can, before bed, put away
the soup and someone is dreaming
of that made meadow and someone
is gazing through a hospital window
to a faraway peak
and someone can’t decide what
to watch so they remain

on the menu screen for company
and someone wants to call but
can’t and someone wants to answer
but won’t and someone is studying
to become a moth scientist and someone
is dizzy and doesn’t know why
and someone is, after work, practicing
the vocal techniques of opera
and someone receives
a phone call saying listen it’s my

neighbor I told you about the singing one can you
hear it and someone
is clutching the heavy still warm hand
of a lover and someone is digging
a hole and someone is waxing
their back and someone
is remembering a poem permitting
bits and pieces to return
and someone
would do almost anything to forget

Oliver Baez Bendorf, “Everything All at Once”

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