Maya Abu Al-Hayyat, From You Can Be The Last Leaf: Selected Poems, Trans. Fady Joudah.

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tweeted excerpts from A Field Guide to Getting Lost, via Rebecca Solnit's twitter

What if we learned about nature in relation to our body instead of as something that is subject to us, that surrounds us? I repotted an anthurium today and its roots were all bunched up together because it was originally in a too small pot. I decided to loosen the roots so they could take up more space in the dirt and I was reminded of how roots are essentially veins/veins are roots! Carrying life-giving nutrients and just their shape! And how the branches of a tree are fractals, like the pathways in our brains, like lightning in the sky! Point is, we would probably feel more connected and invested in the natural world if we learned about it as similar to ourselves, as ourselves being a part of it down to the design elements being similar.

lol i hate today’s era of absolutely zero nuance takes. a friend didn’t behave exactly as you’d wanted them to? cut them off. a guy didn’t text you back instantly bc he has his own life? he’s just giving you breadcrumbs. doing something makes you uncomfortable? don’t do it anymore. someone isn’t instantly available for you? disinterest. just absolutist statements that often don’t apply to the multilayer situations of everyday life. like. stop. literally just stop it

yes girl you are so [if i loved you less i might be able to talk about it more] [hands are unbearably beautiful] [i'll take care of you it's rotten work not to me not if it's you] [if you are intolerable let me be the one to tolerate you] [i could recognise him by touch alone] [i love you i want us both to eat well] [on purpose i love you on purpose] [whatever our souls are made of his and mine are the same] [i am half agony half hope] [you have bewitched me body and soul and i love love love you] [he is half of my soul as the poets say] [i'm sick of people saying that love is all a woman is fit for but i'm so lonely] [i love you most ardently] [let me stay tender hearted despite despite despite] [someone has to leave first this is a very old story there is no other version of this story] [mostly i want to be kind] [tell me how all this and love too will ruin us] [you said i killed you haunt me then] [someone somewhere can you understand me a little love me a little] [i will love you as misfortune loves orphans as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong] [sorry about the blood in your mouth i wish it was mine] [who will come into my kitchen and be hungry for me] can we kiss now

— Petros Duryan, Little Gifts

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Jean Cocteau to Jean Marais, 1939 / E. E. Cummings / A Warm Day by Louise Gluck / "Looking East" by Sara Linda Poly / "In the Stillness" by Sara Linda Poly / Debasish Mridha / Picture is from the Pinterest / Albert Camus / Bring Me The Sunset In A Cup by Emily Dickinson