1/28/11







wings; how they toy with thin filaments  of broken hearts. oh, we do convince ourselves that what we never caught(with bruised hands) we somehow did let go. 
wings; how light they are in our escape, but how anvil-like are their statues of absence. like lustrous bones(they are the ribcage of a subatomic quark, cannot be broken even in  vicissitudes of totality’s degree.)
will be left an unfulfilled eclipse, clouded over. I think all the wonderful things happen when I only can see the blurred arteries of my eyelids. think I am afraid not of dying, but of not living enough(could never recognize myself in a crowd of millions, all who had fallen in love with some way of the world.) 

shall stare at the sky until it turns a stranger; incurvate hearts throw us to a fetal self-containment and invert our reflections, stealthily. we turn cold with time, now, now, now. 

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37 comments:

Unknown said...

sleep, ahh! such a reliable friend!
what a beautiful post. x

Anonymous said...

i love it!♥

Joanna Paterek said...

nice (:

tasha faye said...

i wish i could write this way, as beautiful as you do. ahhh. it's an absolute delight, always, to read writings like this. <3 there are so many things i love about it!
xo

Em [The Writer] said...

Did you take those pictures? They are very beautiful.

Anonymous said...

wow.
they are all of the words that i can muster becaue this truly amazes me.

lovin'

Anonymous said...

i think i might have, but then your tumblr is lovely!

Sofia said...

Lovely photos! ♥ They are taken by you? Hope you like mines too! ^^

Verenda Harrt said...

Julia, how you please me as usual.
Wings; what a great word.
But you stretch it out
to become greater;
somehow.

Anonymous said...

Perfection, as always.

Those two opening lines really made me smile. You're so beautiful, my darling. Thank you for your constantly kind words. I want to tell you so much, I feel like I'm intruding, or possibly pestering you. I feel so naive and young compared to you, so beautiful and wise. I don't know what to say, but I continue to look up to you with adoration thick in my eyes...I hope that's not too much of me to say.

Yours Always,
Norah xx

The Snarky Narwhal said...

beautiful, both words and pictures.

Kim said...

This is beautiful. You write with a certain softness. x

Cassidy said...

Your writing is so beautiful.

Anonymous said...

what a truly stunning blog. i've just discovered it - i only wish it hadn't taken so long! your words are wonderful :) you can count me as a follower xx

Fleur said...

i love those little raindrops!
xx

Ariana said...

Need to read your blog more often. Eloquent. xo

John said...

an engaging post. you really have a way with words, I'm very glad to have found your blog.

delicate diaries said...

well aren't you a timid writer? Brave thinker too... Adorable combination,, all my love, lulu. x

Abigail Oliveros said...

oh darling, these pictures are beautiful. I've always been inspired when rain drops hang from branches. The smog in the background is just perfect.

how are you dear?

with love, abigail

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Anonymous said...

Dear Julia, everything about this post is perfect, the photographs and the words, beautiful. x

Molly said...

Thanks again for your lovely words. I think the landscapes on your pictures are absolutely amazing. All I can do is follow you <3

Jayson said...

Your words are indescribably fluidic. It's like pouring emotion into an empty heart-shaped reservoir.

Beautiful


Jayson

Rachel, Cold Knees said...

Beautiful words dear. I love your photos too, it always makes me think that the trees are weeping xx

Wild Keiki said...

Such beautiful images. That's how all the branches look here, as well. The ice is drip, drip, dripping away. Perhaps it will be spring soon.

x
Jess.

Jhordyn Ashley said...

These photographs are so captivating, and your words perfect as always!

xx and hugs

Jhordyn

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Sanae said...

Thank you dear Julia, and my exams went so well, i am so delighted.
I am sure that you could be the princess of the air too. Or maybe the water, the fire, the earth.. which one do you prefer?
x

illustration poetry said...

hope you've been well...

xox

illustration poetry said...

i used to have wings a long time ago.

Sanae said...

So let's go, run away. You can run away, can't you?
Live your life as you want dear.

Erin said...

there is something about that last photo--the fog--

m. said...

this is too beautiful.
xox

Jazzy E (Hivenn) said...

super beautiful. x hivennn

Cuppykirsten said...

Wonderful!

With love, Kirsten

skeletaldreams said...

you have an amazing way with words, very fluid and lovely.
i'm following, dear.

x

skeletaldreams said...

ps. I've added you to my list!
x

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in the wake of light, your words bring me more(please, do leave your fingerprints behind, so I may relish the image of our hands after you go.)