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i love analysing poems as much as the next guy, but sometimes i wonder - why can’t we just enjoy them? why can’t we simply read and see and feel what the author wanted, instead of dissecting every single word? poetry is an affair between you and the writer - let it be simple to appreciate too

Dead Poets Society (1989) dir. Peter Weir

African American female portraits ca.1909

Historical fashion detail in photography.

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“By spring, Beverly’s soul had ascended. She died on a windy gray day in March when the sky was full of darting crows and the world lay prostrate and defeated after winter. Peter Lake was at her side, and it ruined him forever. It broke him as he had not ever imagined he could have been broken. He would never again be young, or able to remember what it was like to be young. What he had once taken to be pleasures would appear to him in his defeat as hideous and deserved punishments for reckless vanity.”

- Mark Helprin, Winter’s Tale (Harcourt, Brace, Jovanovich, 1983)