(Source: fabienhoyois, via caveofhypnos)
Kinfolk Flowers shot by Parker Fitzgerald by Amy Merrick on Flickr.
untitled by Amy Merrick on Flickr.
My studio by Jen Causey by Amy Merrick on Flickr.
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Wyrtig:
From Old English, wyrtig, adj: Garden-like, full of plants.
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Handmade Houses: A Guide to the Woodbutcher’s Art by my vintage book collection (in blog form) on Flickr.
(via sleepthroughthemassacre)
(Source: jarrodis, via running-barefoot-thru-the-forest)
(Source: 120-mm, via livinginthewind)
"On silver light
lay silver rain."
Robert Gray, from “Echoes” (via the-final-sentence)
untitled by ludwigwest on Flickr.
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The light beats upon me.
I am startled -
a split leaf crackles on the paved
floor -
I am anguished - defeated.
A slight wind shakes the seed-pods -
my thoughts are spent
as the black seeds.
My thoughts tear me,
I dread their fever.
I am scattered in its whirl.
I am scattered like
the hot shrivelled seeds.
The shrivelled seeds
are spilt on the path -
the grass bends with dust,
the grape slips
under its cracked leaf:
yet far beyond the spent seed-pods,
and the blackened stalks of mint,
the poplar is bright on the hill,
the poplar spreads out,
deep-rooted among trees.
O poplar, you are great
among the hill-stones,
while I perish on the path
among the crevices of the rocks.
H.D, Mid-Day, from Sea Garden
ambedo n. a kind of melacholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life.
(via eyesofwolves)
