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(via meandthebooks)
Posted on May 22, 2012 via |EB| with 6,169 notes
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Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet, and the winds long to play with your hair.”
— Khalil Gibran(via serenadeofanclecticloversmirage)(via secretedsins)
Posted on May 19, 2012 via Ciao Bella! with 171 notes
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Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.Sonnet 18, Shakespeare (via parasiticurge)Posted on May 15, 2012 via Memento Mori with 8 notes
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READ SO HARD LIBRARIES TRYIN TO FINE ME.
“B*tches in Bookshops” (based on Jay Z and Kanye West’s “N*ggas in Paris”) - Shea Delaney & Annabelle Quezada
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Who will believe my verse in time to come,
If it were fill’d with your most high deserts?
Though yet, heaven knows, it is but as a tomb
Which hides your life and shows not half your parts.
If I could write the beauty of your eyes
And in fresh numbers number all your graces,
The age to come would say ‘This poet lies:
Such heavenly touches ne’er touch’d earthly faces.’
So should my papers yellow’d with their age
Be scorn’d like old men of less truth than tongue,
And your true rights be term’d a poet’s rage
And stretched metre of an antique song:
But were some child of yours alive that time,
You should live twice; in it and in my rhyme.Shakespeare Sonnet 17 (via poorshadowsofelysium)Posted on May 11, 2012 via poor shadows of elysium with 3 notes
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“You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.”
Cormac McCarthy The Road
Posted on May 4, 2012 via With Love From; with 15 notes
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But wherefore do not you a mightier way
Make war upon this bloody tyrant, Time?
And fortify yourself in your decay
With means more blessed than my barren rhyme?
Now stand you on the top of happy hours,
And many maiden gardens yet unset
With virtuous wish would bear your living flowers,
Much liker than your painted counterfeit:
So should the lines of life that life repair,
Which this, Time’s pencil, or my pupil pen,
Neither in inward worth nor outward fair,
Can make you live yourself in eyes of men.
To give away yourself keeps yourself still,
And you must live, drawn by your own sweet skill.Shakespeare, Sonnet 16 (via poorshadowsofelysium)Posted on May 4, 2012 via poor shadows of elysium with 2 notes
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Thoughts and Writings: New Shoes
Lets start anew,
brand new,
a new pair of shoes,
new soles, bound souls
lets journey back,
through the muddy tracks,
the rugged paths,
where our eyes first met
where our laces knotted,
and connected
for the first time,
rainy weather,
the crying nights,
jagged rocks wore us in,
we wore ourselves…Yes.
Posted on April 25, 2012 via Thoughts and Writings with 23 notes
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Eve
she was perfect,
but for a small mistake—
curiousity kills, they say
and in the garden
He passed
sentence,
wove sin into a garland
placed it upon
her head
for a covering.Posted on April 25, 2012 via JAMIE SUE AUSTIN with 81 notes
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A short video of a book being created at Smith-Settle Printers in England.
Posted on April 25, 2012 via S.L. Sterling with 11 notes
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My personal journey into the world of Shakespeare's sonnets. A blog dedicated to a close-reading of all 154 sonnets -- form both a literary and personal perspective.
