Mad, really mad, a stranger to herself and others, oblivious to the world, […] around her neck a necklace of curses and tears.
— Simin Behbahani, A Cup of Sin: Selected Poems, transl by Farzaneh Milani and Kaveh Safa, (1999)
“Both the bitter and the sweet, both a honey-tongued blessing and a curse.”
— Miklós Radnóti, from All That Still Matters At All: Poems; “A Gentle Breeze,”
Josef Sudek / Mala Strana Cemetery, Prague / 1940.
I be like ''lord'' ''god'' ''jesus christ'' and the mfs dont even mean anything to me
“I inherited my moms anger” “i inherited my dads coldness” well i inherited my grandmas spooky glowing red skull amulet and my towns has seen nothing but locusts swarms and floods since
I am She, endowed with secrets of the holy […]
— FOUAD MOHAMMAD FOUAD ⚜️ My Voice: A Decade of Poems from the Poetry Translation Centre (Ed. Sarah Maguire), transl. by Samuel Wilder, (2014)
An absolutely stunning axe, probably used for hunting, Sicily, Italy, ca. 16th century, housed at the Waddesdon Manor Art Collection.
*wrinkles nose* shouldnt you be repressing that
Holy places are dark places […] Holy wisdom is not clear and thin like water, but thick and dark like blood.
C. S. Lewis, from ‘Till We Have Faces: A Myth Retold’
girl u r not making any sense i love u