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
Architectural decay portrayed in art pieces
‘Roman Ruins’ by Hubert Robert, 1760
‘Capriccio of Classical Ruins’ by Giovanni Paolo Panini, 1725 and 1730
‘Landscape with Classical Ruins and Figures’ by Marco and Sebastiano Ricci, 1725-1730
‘Ruins in Baalbek’ bu Jules Louis Coignet, 1846
‘Gothic Church Ruin’ by Carl Blechen, 1829-1831
‘The Ruins of Holyrood Chapel’ by Louis Daguerre, 1824
‘Christ and Adulteress’ by Ascanio Luciano, 1669
‘Detail of View of the Arch of Constantine with the Colosseum’ by Canaletto, 1742-1745
‘Ruins of the Palace’ by Ramon Martí Alsina, 1859
no one can touch you if ur self esteem is fuck off high
Joe Greer // VSCO
when we wake up and see things as they are, it feels like being sober at a party full of drunks.
- don miguel ruiz
“Any moment might be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we're doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again...”
Homer // The Iliad
Beautiful black woman in Dark Academia.
“before you die, experience the love of a writer, poet or painter.
if you’re lucky enough to be an artist’s muse, they will immortalise you.”
- Soledad Francis
“Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.”
—Donna Tartt
Metamorphoses — Mary Zimmerman
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“I could hear my heart pounding. I don’t know if it was because I’d just been chased by the police or because I was already in love with my new friends.“
The Dreamers (2003) dir. Bernardo Bertolucci
Words have memories, they have witnessed so many things in history so far. If you know how to look at them, you can see the scars, the traces (i.e., the suggestions), the stories engraved on them. Words have words in their bellies, and they save them to be searched for those who really want to know the truth. The true history lies in their bellies in pieces, waiting to be found (or be awaken). History does not repeat itself, it mumbles in its sleep.
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
“It is both a blessing and a curse to feel everything so deeply”
—David Jones
the inherent romanticism of being thought of.
Dark academia moodboard // Chetham’s Library & John Ryland library, Manchester (2018)
“Art evokes the mystery without which the world would not exist.”
source
Gennady Aygi, tr. by Peter France, from “The People Are a Temple.”
What a pretentious fuck
William Carlos Williams, A Love Song: First Version
Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena
Egon Schiele, “Lovers” (1909)
have a relationship thats mature enough to sit down and be like “ look this is our problem and this is how we’re gonna fix it..” SIMPLE