is it possible to feel too much? evening's incendiary is syncopated in the way of a toddler, stumbling on fountains but always desiccated, reminiscent of a fractured stage and crumbling voices. everything implores from cavities of light(like hurt), vicinities and vicinities fluctuate. our lackluster eyes grow blank. we fill the bellows of our lungs with smoke, our thoughts become faint and diaphanous, skeletons.
cannot know how much, in those last hours, we wish for the brave resilience of autumn. frail hearts fail to capture what little of october persists(crickets chirp and we swallow the crumbs of stillness' blizzard, choking). our hands decompose with flowers into irrevocable shattering; we dream in static, dying. our vitality is quick(a mirror, a relic of what we wish the world to be), every scream and every laugh and dance something of an inadequate apoptosis-- our cancer spreads swiftly. feet grow hard of frostbite, the moon plummets fleetingly with the tide(limbs retract, linked, we forget because there is nothing to remember.) we excavate shadows, we become them.
this, and this.
32 comments:
Beautiful words, of course. You always seem to say the most amazing things. You are a wonderful writer, so dreamy and thoughtful. The photographs are pretty too! :) x
Those pictures make me shivery :)
Such strong imagery! "frail hearts fail to capture what little of october persists" That was such beauty. ♥ Your writing is stunning. xxx
I love the first photograph, and The Little Prince is one of my most favorite books.
I just adore these photographs. Of course your words are gorgeous too, as always!
xx and hugs
Jhordyn
I swear; we've known each other for what? 3 years. I may be wrong but i just wanna prove the point that your perfect<3
Thanks for the comment. Yes, I think it's possible to feel too much. It happens all the time.
Again beautiful writing and beautiful pictures.
Beautiful photos! Oh, and happy valentine's, Julia! x
Such beautiful words, dear...
your words are so filled with beauty, it's unfair.
xox
"we excavate shadows, we become them." So true. x
Ps, Oh dear, oh dear. Please do not mind the previous deleted comment; It was I, but the account is somewhat semi-active. I only use it to keep track of old blogs.
thank you for leaving your really sweet words that made me visit this place - reading your blog and seeing your pictures is like listening to loved music
This is such a beautiful post!
Dear, I have listed you! Finally. I have been meaning to, but I have had computer issues.
ahhh your blog is the prettiest thing ever! :)
Beautiful. xxxx
This gave me goosebumps,
I think it is truly beautiful.
♥
thank you, just thank you for everything.
and yes, it is possible to feel too much, i know.
the contrast in the innocent mind of your photos&your words is so wonderful<3 X
there is a rhythm in your words, a soft pace that carries you from sentence to sentence, until the inevitable conclusion. And then a content sigh. Beautiful. x
no im not amazing, but You, yes you are amazing!
love the bokeh...
this is so lovely.
so so lovely.
xo
your words are lovely.
your words fit the images so well.
This post made me smile :)
Thank you for your words xx
such gorgeous pictures & beautiful words. You're amazing. xo A
such a beautiful photo! :)
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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.)