By The Twilight

"I am always in love."
Your life will bring heaven to earth. –The Sutta-Nipāta

Your life will bring heaven to earth. –The Sutta-Nipāta

“I’m like the weather, never really can predict when this rain cloud’s gonna burst; when it’s the high or it’s the low, when you might need a light jacket.

Sometimes I’m the slush that sticks to the bottom of your work pants, but I can easily be the melting snowflakes clinging to your long lashes.

I know that some people like:

sunny and seventy-five,
sunny and seventy-five,
sunny and seventy-five,

but you take me as I am and never
forget to pack an umbrella☬ ― Naomi Shihab

“I’m like the weather, never really can predict when this rain cloud’s gonna burst; when it’s the high or it’s the low, when you might need a light jacket.

Sometimes I’m the slush that sticks to the bottom of your work pants, but I can easily be the melting snowflakes clinging to your long lashes.

I know that some people like:

sunny and seventy-five,
sunny and seventy-five,
sunny and seventy-five,

but you take me as I am and never
forget to pack an umbrella☬ ― Naomi Shihab

Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay.
—Robert Frost, Nothing Gold Can Stay

Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay.
—Robert Frost, Nothing Gold Can Stay

Morning after morning
the orange grass keeps burning
Under the grey grey sky.

    — Olena Kalytiak Davis, from “Buhrstone”

Morning after morning
the orange grass keeps burning
Under the grey grey sky.

— Olena Kalytiak Davis, from “Buhrstone”

When I love
I become liquid light
invisible to the eye
and the poems in my notebooks
become fields of mimosa and poppy.

When I love
the water gushes from my fingers
grass grows on my tongue
when I love
I become time outside all time.

When I love a woman
all the trees
run barefoot toward me…-
N.Qabbani

When I love
I become liquid light
invisible to the eye
and the poems in my notebooks
become fields of mimosa and poppy.

When I love
the water gushes from my fingers
grass grows on my tongue
when I love
I become time outside all time.

When I love a woman
all the trees
run barefoot toward me…-
N.Qabbani

they say all things start with a whisper.

you reached over and exhaled
secrets into me and i let you

i watched as whispers turned 
their heads and became 
utterances and those became 
songs and before i could grip 
the hem of my dress, your collar
had lost its stiffness and became
weary and

you will soon forget, they said. (but i have bruises where most 
people carry love so i walk like
a sailor and love like one too)-Inky Wings via Tumblr

they say all things start with a whisper.

you reached over and exhaled
secrets into me and i let you

i watched as whispers turned
their heads and became
utterances and those became
songs and before i could grip
the hem of my dress, your collar
had lost its stiffness and became
weary and

you will soon forget, they said. (but i have bruises where most
people carry love so i walk like
a sailor and love like one too)-Inky Wings via Tumblr

500 Miles to Birmingham→ (at Shovels and Rope)

500 Miles to Birmingham→ (at Shovels and Rope)

The shimmer of northern lights across a bitter winter night,-
Carl Sandburg

we are so both and oneful
night cannot be so sky
sky cannot be so sunful
i am through you so i –E. E. Cummings

we are so both and oneful
night cannot be so sky
sky cannot be so sunful
i am through you so i –E. E. Cummings