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There is poetry as soon as we realize that we possess nothing.

(via tricksignage)

The sun sees your body. The moon sees your soul.

Rupi Kauryou are your own soulmate

(via rupikaur)

explore-blog:

Impressive, thoroughly researched visual history of 150 years of photographic portrayal of lesbians and queer women. Also see Venus with Biceps, a visual history of muscular women.

Poetry is like farming. It’s

a calling, it needs constancy,

the deep woods drumming of the grouse,

and long life, like Georgia’s, who

is talking to one, talking to me,

talking to you. 

- Maxine Kumin