Hart Crane, from “Passage”, The Collected Poems of Hart Crane
[Text ID: “Dangerously the summer burned”]
hey y’all! was taking a break for a while but i’m back now :-) <3 🌻✨🍄🐄
nostalgia
collective individuals
𝙼𝚒𝚔𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝙱𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚊𝚔𝚘𝚟, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 (𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟾-𝟷𝟿𝟺𝟶)
And so at last I climbed the honey tree, ate chunks of pure light, ate the bodies of bees that could not get out of my way, ate the dark hair of the leaves, the rippling bark, the heartwood. Such frenzy! But joy does that, I’m told, in the beginning. Later, maybe, I’ll come here only sometimes and with a middling hunger. But now I climb like snake, I clamber like a bear to the nuzzling place, to the light salvaged by the thighs of bees and racked up in the body of the tree. Oh, anyone can see how I love myself at last! how I love the world! climbing by day or night in the wind, in the leaves, kneeling at the secret rip, the cords of my body stretching and singing in the heaven of appetite.
The Honey Tree by Mary Oliver
🍂Autumn Space 🍂 gifs made by me :)
Winona Ryder and Sadie Frost as Mina Murray and Lucy Westenra
Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992) dir Francis Ford Coppola
Morning by a small pond.
“So come to the pond, or the river of your imagination, or the harbor of your longing, and put your lips to the world. And live your life.”
— Mary Oliver, from “Mornings at Blackwater”