We Live The Realities That We Create
We live the realities that we create
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Tuesday, 21st September 2021
I am a sucker for self-sabotage. My words, all of my own creation, fool me every time. Layers and layers of veiled truths that blind me--but I guess I am not looking at the signs.
I write for the words overfilling my mind
Heinrich Heine, from “The rose and the lily, the sun and the dove” (tr. by Hal Draper)
It’s quite nice to spend a while dancing through time
suspended in its ticking hours and days
forever a breath away from endless moments
16th century flower illustration PNGs.
(source: Book of Flower Studies, ca. 1510–1515)
Mackenzie Herbert, Chasing Trains // Artwork by @/archbudzar on ig // Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration // Lana M.H. Wilder
0903, O.L. / Tumblr: @3lsahart / Peggy Toney Horton / September Days, In New England Fields and Woods, Rowland E. Robinson / Unknown / Alexander Theroux / Memory of Water, Reina María Rodríguez / September, Helen Hunt Jackson / Wallace Stegner / Instagram: @kjp / H. Stuart / Unknown / Unknown / Henry Rollins / Margaret Atwood / Diario Cuatro, DC de Oliveira / Virginia Woolf / Unknown / September 1st, D. E. / Beginning and ending with my death, Zeina Hashem Beck / The Whole Word and Other Stories, Ali Smith / Turquoise Silence, Sanober Khan / Victoria Erickson
We trace our lives in running circles
always waiting for a new path to show
let me stay,
dancing like fae among flowers
lost to the breeze
and summer sun-showers
Historian, writer, and poet | proofreader and tarot card lover | Virgo and INTJ | dyspraxic and hypermobile | You'll find my poetry and other creative outlets stored here. Read my Substack newsletter Hidden Within These Walls. Copyright © 2016 Ruth Karan.
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