ON PURPOSE, I'M GOING TO LOVE YOU ON PURPOSE

“ Apprehensible, yet invisible (that is, nothing), blue shares something with olfaction […] In about 1700, before Novalis and his blue flower, before Goethe and [Werther’s] blue-coat-yellow-vest, Bernard Perrot made a blue-glass scent bottle in the shape of a deeply moulded scallop shell. Its metal stopper is connected by a silvery chain. The back of the bottle is flat with a moulded design of a sun(flower). A paradox of blue: the bottle is both the shell from below, from the deep blue sea and as the sun from above in the clear blue sky […] a Janus head of sorts.” (Carol Mavor, “A Foggy Lullaby”, Blue Mythologies)

Bernard Perrot, Blue Glass Perfume Bottle, c. 1700, Orléans

Lavender Morning by Chris Cozen

from Grotesque by Natsuo Kirino

“I don’t know how to stay tender with this much blood in my mouth”

— Ophelia, Act IV, Scene V 

musings on June

1.anne sexton (“the truth the dead know”), 2. anne sexton (“suicide note poem”), 3. mary oliver (“august”), 4. l.m. montgomery (“anne of the island”), 5. morgan parker (“the black saint & the sinner lady & the dead & the truth”), 6. found poems: sylvia plath / peter k. steinberg (“percy key among the narcissi”) artwork by hugo grenville

buy me a coffee  

Melissa Febos, Abandon Me

flowery tea ♡

Alain de Botton, Essays in Love [transcript in ALT]

Golden Touch by Clayshaper

— inspired by Hugues Merle’s Mary Magdalene in the Cave (1868)