Mary Oliver, Fromthe Fourth Sign Of The Zodiac Published In Blue Horses

Mary Oliver, from “the fourth sign of the zodiac” published in Blue Horses

types of people (flowers): langblr edition

fuchsia hybrida: joins a “schools without borders” type nonprofit, learns languages like arabic and teaches young kids in their native language, gets letters from them when they’re successful twenty years down the line

lily of the valley: speaks fluent italian, lives in a small villa in rome, is a local at a corner gelateria, studies history at a local university

sakura: majors in japanese, lives in a traditional apartment in tokyo, works as an illustrator, eats matcha ice cream daily

primrose: works as a researcher at yale, fluent in ancient greek, working to decipher various old manuscripts, majored in anthropology

orchid: works as a diplomat in the un, speaks five different languages fluently, works toward world peace

hyacinth: writes poems on a vintage typewriter in a secluded cabin in denmark, speaks danish, stays up until two having profound discussions with your so or dog

rose: writes songs on their acoustic guitar in french, performs at open mic nights at their local coffee shop in paris, knows everyone in their neighborhood and is known for their distinct style and beautiful tattoos

My vase is finally complete after 15 hours of work and lots of waiting time. First pic is before it was glaze fired. The outside is iron oxide.

The text is book 18 lines 1-50 of the Iliad. It describes the grief of Achilles when he is told of Patroclus’s death

I’m considering calling it “Anguish” but open to suggestions. Anyone have any ideas?

-Wibbly

I want a hot, European boyfriend.

Apparently that’s too much to ask for.

Spooky monster bfs for Halloween:

🎃 A headless horseman who absolutely loves poetry and classic novels. Pulling you into his arms, he murmured little love poems in your ear, his sweet little words making your heart swell.

Rough hands hold you close, gliding gently over your skin.

Rough whispers echo in your ear, poetry falling from his carved smile.

"One kiss, dear maid! I said and sighed..."

It's a perfect little moment. Here in the dark and fog of the forest, you happily fell into his arms and into his sweet voice. The village seemed so far away and perhaps you should miss it...but you didn't. This moment and your lover were simply too wonderful to let go.

🎃 A ghost that leaves you little presents and notes to cheer you up. After so many years spent haunting this earth all alone, he just wants so much to make you smile.

Little gifts hidden for you, odds and ends left upon your bedside table.

Love notes scrawled in messy writing, sweet nothings in black ink.

"Sweetheart..."

A storm screams through the outside world, cold and wild, and you huddled in your haunted home. As you lay in bed, a shadow slips by your side and a weak voice whispers in your ear. You giggled softly as ghostly lips caressed your skin, a stolen kiss in the dark of night.

🎃 A vampire that wants so much to lavish you with romance and gifts. Gold and jewels, silks and roses, anything that your heart desires! But when you tell him that you want only him, well...

It makes his heart nearly beat as it did so long ago!

A sharp smiles graces his face, fangs flashing as he pulls you into his arms, and sighed happily.

"My darling..."

How can a little mortal make him feel like this? The vampire is so lost within your love, never to find his way out...and he couldn't be happier about it. Soft music plays as you dance with your undead lover through his castle, the mortal world seeming so far away.

🎃 A scarecrow who is determined to protect his love. It's simply in his nature, protecting what he cares about the most. And that is you.

The most precious thing on this earth, his heart and soul...

Is you.

"Come here, love."

He is devoted to you entirely, protecting you and your land from his perch by daylight and calling you when night falls. The sound of his hoarse call brings you to his side, a sight that still brings him such joy. After so many years spent alone, he has finally found his true place within your arms.

🎃 A Frankenstein that just wants to run away with you. Away from the hatred and the fear, away from everyone...a place where it can be just you and him.

Somewhere peaceful. A quiet place with no terror and pain.

Somewhere safe. A place for your love to grow.

"It's a dream come true."

As the rain falls and thunder shakes the sky, you both vanish into the night, never to be seen again. Some may wonder what fate befell you but none will know the happiness and love you have found with your monstrous darling, a truly wonderful ending to your love story.

🎃 A werewolf that cuddles you when it gets cold...or any other time really! He just loves holding you, kissing you, cuddling you, just you.

He just can't seem to keep his paws off of you!

And, to be honest, you don't really mind at all.

"Darlin'..."

A clawed hand gently wraps around yours (he tries so hard to be careful with you) as the werewolf pulls you into his lap. A happy growl rumbles in his chest as you fall into his embrace, the both of you lost and lovestruck as lay beneath the silvery moon.

🎃 A fishman that wants to swim with you beneath the light of the full moon. His lake is lovely but, oh, you are so much lovelier!

Brighter then the moon, a shining beauty unlike any other.

Sweeter then any rose, more dazzling then any star.

"Come with me..."

When he takes your hand and leads you into the water, he cannot deny the joy that bubbles within him. The water in cool, the stars are bright, and you are lost within your little world as you dive into the deep...

🎃 A mummy that's been waiting thousands of years for you. It was a long, long wait but it was so worth it.

Years of loneliness...years spent waiting for his happy ending, waiting for...

This. You and him.

"Let me adore you."

It is all that he's ever wanted. And after so, so long...all of his dreams have come true. Deep within the pyramids of Egypt, the Pharaoh adornes his lovely queen in gold and jewels, but it is his passion and his that you treasure most of all.

🎃 A mothman that loves to tell scary stories by the fire light. The fire crackles brightly and his voice was low and gentle as he tells his frightening tale.

He cuddles at your side, pulling you close to him.

You looked up at him, smiling as he falls into a scary story.

"There was a man that lived by a churchyard..."

The night is quiet and cold and the forest is so dark. Alone in the shadows, you cuddle up with your lover and him weave his wicked little tale.

🖤 spooky monster gfs coming soon! 🖤

I want to live simply. I want to sit by the window when it rains and read books I’ll never be tested on. I want to paint because I want to, not because I’ve got something to prove. I want to listen to my body, fall asleep when the moon is high and wake up slowly, with no place to rush off to. I want not to be governed by money or clocks or any of the artificial restraints that humanity imposes on itself. I just want to be, boundless and infinite.