lifeinpoetry:

When I was having an anxiety attack

Last night, when I was punching my forehead

To feel a sting, he said, Think of something

Calm, beautiful.

I thought about the time I rode my horse for six hours,

Got lost in a storm,

Called out to no one, held on to her mane—


Waited.

— Shannon Elizabeth Hardwick, “A Stranger Longing,” A Stranger Longing

(Source: bloggingthenuminous.com)

my-lovely-madness: “ “Paris Opera Corps de ballet in Giselle ” ”

my-lovely-madness:

Paris Opera Corps de ballet in Giselle

(Source: aurelie-dupont, via dancesource)

tohs–kah:

“imagine you are not a thing that needs escaping. it is hard and though at times you are sure you will always be the abandoned girl trying to abandon herself”

— Brionne Janae, from “Child’s Pose,” published on Academy of American Poets (via auto-theory)

tsiskaridze: “A rare photo of Galina Ulanova as Princess Florine in the Mariinsky’s “Sleeping Beauty”. 1928. Partnered by Boris Obukhov. ”

tsiskaridze:

A rare photo of Galina Ulanova as Princess Florine in the Mariinsky’s “Sleeping Beauty”. 1928. Partnered by Boris Obukhov.

(Source: tsiskaridze)

violentwavesofemotion:

“If you have a deep scar, that is a door, if you have an old, old story, that is a door. If you love the sky and the water so much that you almost cannot bear it, that is a door. If you yearn for a deeper life, a full life, a sane life, that is a door.”

— Clarissa Pinkola Estés, from  “Women who Run with the Wolves,” c. 1992

(via sacredsister)

a-voyage-out:

“There is something about her eyes. Eyes don’t breathe. I know that much. But hers looked breathless.”

— Mary E. Pearson
(via purplebuddhaquotes)

(Source: purplebuddhaquotes)

It appears that it was all a misunderstanding.
What was only a trial run was taken seriously.
The rivers will return to their beginnings.
The wind will cease in its turning about.
Trees instead of budding will tend to their roots.
Old men will chase a ball, a glance in the mirror–
They are children again.
The dead will wake up, not comprehending.
Till everything that happened has unhappened.
What a relief! Breathe freely, you who have suffered much.

Czeslaw Milosz, “This World,” Facing the River (via kxowledge)

(Source: heteroglossia, via soracities)

violentwavesofemotion:

“I would nestle close to your warm heart, and never hear the wind blow, or the storm beat, again,”

— Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Susan Gilbert written c. June 1852

(via mielleries)

helloagauniverse:

“I want to take you over the water meadows in the summer on foot, I have thought of many millions of things to tell you.”

— Virginia Woolf in a letter to Vita Sackville West (1926)

(Source: vitaandvirginia2018, via lachantefleurie)

soracities:

““The only writers who have any peace are the ones who don’t write. And there are some like that. They wallow in a sea of possibilities. To express a thought, you first have to limit it, and that means kill it. Every word I speak robs me of a thousand others, and every line I write means giving up another.””

— Stanisław Lem, “Hospital of the Transfiguration” (via secondwing)

dorothea-rising: ““Firing Squad,” Ilya Kaminsky ”

dorothea-rising:

“Firing Squad,” Ilya Kaminsky

(via soracities)

aimmyarrowshigh: “ [47/50] pictures of → Anna Pavlova “Anna Matveyevna Pavlova was a Russian prima ballerina, perhaps the first and most legendary prima ballerina in history, who mastered the Diaghilev style of dance and performed for the Russian...

aimmyarrowshigh:

[47/50] pictures of → Anna Pavlova

Anna Matveyevna Pavlova was a Russian prima ballerina, perhaps the first and most legendary prima ballerina in history, who mastered the Diaghilev style of dance and performed for the Russian Imperial Ballet and Ballet Russes. She originated the role of The Dying Swan, which she performed over 4,000 times. She was born to a single mother in 1881, and in 1891 she began her study of ballet. Her early dancing years included tutelage under Enrico Cecchetti, the founder of the Cecchetti Method, which is still studied today. In 1898, after seven years of study, Anna was accepted into the classe de perfection to continue en pointe and begin apprenticeship with the Imperial Ballet. Her style allowed her to skip the traditional debut position in the corps and instead enter the company professionally in 1899 as a coryphée. By 1906, she was named prima ballerina with a star turn in Giselle. Shortly thereter, she joined the Ballet Russes for its touring capacity and began to tour the world, including spending 14 years in the United States. She died in 1931 in The Hague of pleurisy; her last words were “Get my swan costume ready.”

(via mielleries)

(Source: sacredfemininegypsyheart, via sacredsister)

lifeinpoetry:

I sing of dreaming like I sing of hunger 

I sing of saying yes 

Of having a yes to say

— Jessica Rae Bergamino, from “Planetary Radio Astronomy Investigation System,” The Desiring Object OR Voyager Two Explains to the Gathering Stars How She Came to Glow Among Them

(Source: sundresspublications.com)

metaphorformetaphor:

“She and I look into each other. Like climbing up the wild blossoming hillsides without feeling the least tiredness.”

— Tomas Tranströmer, from “Funchal,” New Collected Poems: Dikter och prosa 1954-2004 (Bloodaxe Books, 2015)