"To give up my own words for myself, my own refusals. To give up knowing. To give up pain. To let go."
Margaret Atwood, from Selected Poems: 1976 - 1986; “Half-Hanged Mary,”(via violentwavesofemotion)
"winter dreariness
until gray grows faint pink, sky
thinks briefly of love"
Greg Sellers, haiku journal entry, 9 December 2018until gray grows faint pink, sky
thinks briefly of love"
(via memoryslandscape)
We named the animals out of need.
Made ourselves human out of need.
There were other inventions.
Plunder and damage. Insatiable fire.— Tracy K. Smith, from “History,” Duende
(Source: lifeinpoetry, via korraled)
