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From The Castaway by William Cowper.

We could be stargazing now, altogether.

Spread on the roof, like droplets of dew and ivies,

Wrapped up in meaningful silence, but

Instead, we're apart, counting stars

By the window, teeth-clenched and

Unblinking, waiting for shooting stars

To send each other flying kisses

Which smell of longing, of affection

And of resistance against the distance.

(poem by me)

"You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart; imagine my heartbeat when you are in this state."

-Franz Kafka, Letters to Felice‎-

(Artwork by ratsandlilies.art.)

(Can we also TALK ABOUT FLEABAG. I love that show.)

Her silhouette and the promised kiss:

I frequently imagine your silhouette

Before me, around me, with me.

My mind has become used to it

And now I cannot distinguish

Your silhouette from my shadow,

I become you, you become me.

We merge as one and nothing tear us apart,

Then an instant is burnt to years

And a moment feels like forever.

So I do this every single day,

For I discovered that

The intimacy of thinking about you

Is as sweet as our first kiss that we never had.

#mywriting #mypoetry

(Artwork by Valentini Mavrodoglo.)

Stars, Scars and Repairs:

The starry night looks incomparable tonight

And it reminds me of your face

Full of interstellar details.

Details I was ready to sort them out

And memorise them for eternity.

But here I am now, all by myself,

Stargazing and hurting.

For I never never ever thought that

Your realest face would turn

Into a mere fiction.

An image in the back of my mind

Depending on occasions, fleeting moments

To be remembered to reality.

Nevertheless, I stargaze and hurt

To remember you so that I forget you.

@kafkaesquebibliomaniac

From childhood’s hour I have not been

As others were—I have not seen

As others saw—I could not bring

My passions from a common spring—

From the same source I have not taken

My sorrow—I could not awaken

My heart to joy at the same tone—

And all I lov'd—I lov'd alone—

-Alone by Edgar Allan Poe-

(Artwork by Edouard Kingman.)

"This is one moment, But know that another Shall pierce you with a sudden painful joy."

-T.S. Eliot, Murder in the Cathedral-

(Melancolie by Albert György.)

"I am constantly made and remade then sent back to black by the thought of you. I'm speech, I'm silence, I'm burning fire, I'm dying ash, I'm a nested bird, I'm a migrant bird. I'm home, I'm exiled. You build me, you destruct me. I'm whole, I'm half, I'm bits, I'm naught."

@kafkaesquebibliomaniac

(Artworks by Adam Lupton.)

(The Great Gatsby by Fitzgerald.)

(Artwork by Clive Smith.)

(The Great Gatsby, Fitzgerald.)

_The Great Gatsby, Fitzgerald_

(Artwork by Émile Friant.)

_The Great Gatsby, Fitzgerald_

(Artwork by Anne Magill.)

TUMBLR

Eu gosto do tumblr.

Entro naquele espaço poético e leio frases que as vezes são como um tapa na minha cara, me entregando lembretes de coisas que estou presenciando na vida real.

Algumas frases são as lágrimas que eu precisava derramar.

Me sinto poeticamente triste no tumblr.

"I think I've been set on fire, but to check I'd have to face myself in the mirror."

-Isabella Lamberty