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" Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darknesses of other people. "

- C. G. Jung

[She] looked as if she had been carved out of a single pearl.

Angela Carter, "The Courtship of Mr. Lyon" from The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories.

“Abandon yourself (…) abandon your heavy legs to the floating meadows,”

— Mary Szybist, From Incarnadine: Poems; “The lushness of it” (via feral-ballad)

March 31, 1925 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]

omg...

Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves

Natalie Díaz, from "American Arithmetic", Postcolonial Love Poem

“…what qualities can I count on in myself? A horribly keen awareness of sensation and an all too deep consciousness of feeling… A sharp self-destructive intelligence and an extraordinary talent for dreams to entertain myself with…”

— Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet

“LAPIN – UNE OREILLE LEVÉE” ÉDOUARD-MARCEL SANDOZ // circa 1919 [patinated bronze | 6 x 7 x 4.4 cm.]

you think god wants you to meal prep?

Robert Eggers, from the original Nosferatsu script (2016)

Text ID: I have sought a creature from the depths. An Eve that remembers her Eden. You are such a one.

Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet

Text ID: By thinking so much, I became echo and abyss. By delving within, I made myself into many.

This work, not widely known, is called “Sfumato,” painted in 1972. Dali developed a new technique here, where he embellished the image after first taking paper and scorching and smoking it with a candle

Warren B. Davis (1865-1928)

Al Quds (Jerusalem), Palestine

selkie's "en pointe sofia" dress from their degas ballerina-inspired collection .

be the surreal nonsense you wish to see in the world

’Crenaia, The Nymph of the Dargle’ by Frederic Leighton, 1880

“The bowl of wild roses. The English knives and forks. Greek cigarettes. The battered and sea-stained notebook in which I rough out my poems.”

— Lawrence Durrel, from Prospero’s Cell: and Reflections on a Marine Venus (1945)

Samuel Beckett, letter to Morris Sinclair (March 4th, 1934), The Letters of Samuel Beckett, Vol. I: 1929-1940 [ID'd]

“I said nothing to the woman I loved but gathered love’s adjectives into a suitcase and fled from all languages.”

— Nizar Qabbani, from “Language”

I know you. I have felt you like a serpent crawling in my body.

He literally laid down right in front of me, I am so blessed.

Mourid Barghouti, " It's Also Fine"

Jung

Glass Sculpture By Hennie Elzinga.

Adam Zagajewski, “A Flame,” trans. Renata Gorczynski and Clare Cavanaugh

"- being mental is complex / as hell. How do you keep track of your poems? Any- / one remembers what they like, but you have constantly / to emit them ..." -The Anthology by Alice Notley

Martin Podt (@martinpodt)