feral-ballad:

Anna Akhmatova, tr. by Lenore Mayhew and William Mcnaughton, from Poem Without A Hero and Selected Poems; “In a dream”

lifeinpoetry:

I sensed your not-there in its burning life. / I listened out to feel its silence beat. / It does not speak with any human mouth.

— Denise Riley, from “Hiding in plain sight,” Say Something Back & Time Lived, Without Its Flow

lifeinpoetry:

Sometimes, I cry so hard I can feel it in my ribs. / I feel like the real me is backed into a corner inside me

— Ama Asantewa Diaka, from “Saturday Evening WhatsApp Message,” Woman, Eat Me Whole

sighs-and-cries:

“I made this place for you. A place for (you) to love me.

If this isn’t a kingdom then I don’t know what is.”

—Richard Siken, from Crush

strykerlancer:

— Margaret Atwood, from “Morning in the Burned House.”

strykerlancer:

— Haruki Murakami, from “1Q84.”

mclennonyaoi:

you ever know someone and you think “god i love you. i wish we could’ve known eachother when we were carefree and 11. i wish we could’ve played together as kids”

derangedrhythms:

so I wandered devouring darkness 

Alejandra Pizarnik, Selected Poems; from ‘Poems Uncollected in Books (1956–1960)’, tr. Cecilia Rossi

lifeinpoetry:

I still don’t
know how

to write about
the things that

didn’t
hurt.

— Blythe Baird, from “The Nights I Felt Iridescent,” Sweet, Young, & Worried