i shall conquer this
Pam, australia, 20s
but i am slow thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires
- F. Scott Fitzgerald

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the inspired by collection

anonymous asked: Bright star, John Keats, hands, blackberries blueberries, rain

the inspired by collection

anonymous asked: Bright star, John Keats, hands, blackberries blueberries, rain

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I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.

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Bright Star (2009)

-Touch has a memory… 
-I know it.

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My dearest lady, I am now at a very pleasant cottage window, looking onto a beautifully hilly country, with a view of the sea. The morning is very fine. I did not know how lasted my spirit may be, what pleasure I may have of living here if the remembrance of you did not weight so upon me. Ask yourself my love if you are not very cruel to have so entrammelled me, so destroyed my freedom. For myself I know not how to express my devotion to so fair a form. I want a brighter word than bright, a fairer word than fair. I almost wish we were butterflies, and live but three summer days, three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain. When you confess this in a letter, must write immediately, and do all you can to console me in it. Make it rich as a draught of paupers to intoxicate me with it. Write the softest words, and kiss them…
that I may at least touch my lips to where yours have been.
- John Keats to Fanny Brawne

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favourite films:
Bright Star
(2009)

Poetic craft is a carcass, a sham. If poetry does not come as naturally to leaves to a tree, then it had better not come at all… A poem needs understanding through the senses. The point of diving in a lake is not immediately to swim to the shore, but to be in the lake, to luxuriate in the sensation of water. You do not work the lake out. It is an experience beyond thought. Poetry soothes and emboldens the soul to accept mystery.

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