The Taking of the Veil, Mikhail Nesterov. 1898.



The last I saw of you was a dark oval.
Though I knew how this failure
would hurt you, I had to
fold like a gray moth and let go.

You could not believe I was more than your echo.

09.19.2014 / +1424 / vassilias


REMIX MEME → orpheus and eurydice for anonymous 

I was never following you. I was leading you down. 
09.19.2014 / +2121 / anstruthers


oh orpheus!

09.19.2014 / +2093 / taces


Сaged by Oscar Ciutat

Artist’s statement:

“The project started by chance back in 2008. I was visiting the local zoo, which I hadn’t been to in ages, and started taking pictures of the captive animals, just like everyone else was doing. My attention kept being drawn to their eyes, which, to me, seemed very sad, and I ended focusing my camera on them. I was intrigued by whether my impressions would be apparent to other people in the images. I wondered if that popular old saying, referring to humans, that goes the eyes are the windows to the soul could hold true for animals as well.”

(via walpurgishalle)

09.19.2014 / +125819 / jamescook / objekt-a

you are fireworks lit at sunrise
you are summer moonrise

09.19.2014 / +38723 / lonerphases / soltreis


Jeremy Everett - No Exit (2014)

09.19.2014 / +2371 / lonerphases / likeafieldmouse

I was the name of nothing and I moved like a god

with my tongue. I was everything to everyone

and I sat on my stoop with my hands on my crown.

Anne Marie Rooney, “The year of waiting on rooves for August to end,” published in Gigantic Sequins (via bostonpoetryslam)

09.19.2014 / +210 / deerthroat / bostonpoetryslam