a minke whale passes under andrew peacock’s kayak in neko harbour in the antarctic peninsula
amcq:
by Lachlan Bailey
i’ll keep your secrets
i’ll keep them deep inside of me
i’ll hold your last breath
deep inside
until it becomes the death of me
your eyes will be the last i see
— a
Horseshoe Falls, Niagara Falls, Ontario, Canada. (by Flash Parker)
(Source: librafanatic)
and have you ever felt for anything
such wild love—
do you think there is anywhere, in any language,
a word billowing enough
for the pleasurethat fills you,
as the sun
reaches out,
as it warms youas you stand there,
empty-handed—
or have you too
turned from this world—
— The Sun, Mary Oliver. (via clavicola)
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The Smiths - Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me
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Letter writing is not dead. by Katarina Ribnikar on Flickr.
A ship is safe in harbor, but that’s not what ships are for.
— William G.T. Shedd (via plode)
magnificent
(Source: farewell-kingdom)
Inside us there is a word we cannot pronounce and that is who we are.
— Anthony Marra, from A Constellation Of Vital Phenomena (via mermaidsongs)
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