clairem-pea:

cuties @hanmarbou @jakeohm

hosting delicious little dinner parties with beautiful family & friends with a cute man??? #hellyes #overthemoon

“From wonder into wonder existence opens.”
— Lao Tzu (via shaktilover)
“Writing or making anything—a poem, a bird feeder, a chocolate cake—has self-respect in it. You’re working. You’re trying. You’re not lying down on the ground, having given up. And one thing I love about writing is that we can speak to the absent, the dead, the estranged and the longed-for—all the people we’re separated from. We can see them again, understand them more, even say goodbye.”

I’ve missed writing poetry poem

Clean the house all the way through,
pass incense from room to room,
grow tired.

Curl lean body out on the screen porch,
start to read,
fall into half-sleep.

Wake and-
owl calls,
bright azaeleas, Autumn St.

Like prayer beads,
knit, plan, talk, drink
grow tired.

And the strength that plants itself
in the feet of this body
hasn’t gone.

Asphalt starts to grow scent
rising up towards the yellow-grey sky,
loud crow.

Everything
feels
bigger.

Faint kisses for raindrops, dappled
like young deer across the road.
Swooping crow.

love according to

madalushka:

let me see you as
you choose to be.  the first rain

is heavy and dark.  but the next day
every leaf screams with unfurl!

hello!  we wake up every day
and notice things.

today, i noticed where i was.
the lilac you gave me

blooming in the san pellegrino bottle.
hello!  even it was silent before the bloom.

yet it was unconcerned.
proof:

we know what’s coming
in our deepest cells.

perfect.

thatkindofwoman:

I need to host a dinner on my roof. Maybe this Sunday night. 

(via jakeohm)

Me on Saturday #flowersinmyhair

ah, hair grow faster will ya

(via yuki-loves-apples)