the ugly earring

ug‧ly [uhg-lee] offensive to the sense of beauty; displeasing in appearance

one of the dripping

“What has happened, I think, is that, since there is a natural selection among artists as among sea creatures, I am one of the dripping and daydreaming serpents who roared at his tidal death.”

-James Wright in a Letter to Donald Hall, July 25, 1958, from “Wild Perfection: The Selected Letters of James Wright”

text from here


what you get is to be changed.

“… this is freedom. This is the force of faith. Nobody gets what they want. Never again are you the same. The longing is to be pure. What you get is to be changed. More and more by each glistening minute, through which infinity threads itself, also oblivion, of course, the aftershocks of something at sea. Here, hands full of sand, letting it sift through in the wind, I look in and say take this, this is what I have saved, take this, hurry. And if I listen now? Listen, I was not saying anything. It was only something I did. I could not choose words. I am free to go. I cannot of course come back. Not to this. Never. It is a ghost posed on my lips. Here: never.”

— Jorie Graham, from “Prayer” via proustitute

thank you beautiful v.

image: species by the thousand via the shiny squirrel

god’s eye: a great DIY

and this from the wiki page:
Hung in a child’s hair or on the walls of homes, or tied to the ends of arrows, the sikuli’s main purpose is to ensure children a long and healthy life.When a child is born, the central eye is woven by the father. Then one eye is added for every year of the child’s life until the youngster reaches the age of five. The resulting design in the shape of a cross symbolizes the four elements of earth, air, fire and water. The Ojo de Dios is the most well known symbol. The Indians believe the design of the eye has the power to heal and to protect. The Ojo de Dios is hung on the wall and used in ceremonies and prayer.

The colours used have different meanings: red – life itself; yellow – sun moon and stars; blue – sky and water; brown – soil; green – vegetation; black – death.

a necklace of black agate

“Akhmatova often sat smoking a cigarette at a side table, dressed in a tight skirt, with a scarf round her shoulders and a necklace of black agate. She was always surrounded by a group of admirers. Alexander Blok, the great poet of the preceding generation, found Akhmatova’s beauty strangely terrifying. Mandelstam described her as ‘a black angel’ with the mark of God upon her.”

-Elaine Feinstein, Anna of All the Russias: A Life of Anna Akhmatova

photo: here

text from the awesome: hunter’s heart