The Unmistaken Bacon Clause

satanic-atheist: Even then I wouldn’t read it.

Sun, 22 Jul 2012 21:45:54 -0400

satanic-atheist:

Even then I wouldn’t read it.

justanerdyfoodie: Bacon Caramel Popcorn: recipe here

Sun, 22 Jul 2012 21:45:32 -0400

justanerdyfoodie:

Bacon Caramel Popcorn: recipe here

mydarling: nekomiminikki: masterofkarateandfriendship: Loren...

Mon, 31 Oct 2011 03:33:31 -0400

mydarling:

nekomiminikki:

masterofkarateandfriendship:

Loren Solomon

PURE GOLD

AND THE ALL TIME PUMPKIN CARVING PRIZE GOES TO

m-for-mermaids: by Margaret Tarrant

Wed, 26 Oct 2011 04:41:30 -0400

m-for-mermaids:

by Margaret Tarrant

Himalayan Balsam

Wed, 26 Oct 2011 04:20:51 -0400

Himalayan Balsam
BY ANNE STEVENSON
Orchid-lipped, loose-jointed, purplish, indolent flowers,
with a ripe smell of peaches, like a girl’s breath through lipstick,
delicate and coarse in the weedlap of late summer rivers,
dishevelled, weak-stemmed, common as brambles, as love which

subtracts us from seasons, their courtships and murders,
(Meta segmentata in her web, and the male waiting,
between blossom and violent blossom, meticulous spiders
repeated in gossamer, and the slim males waiting).

Fragrance too rich for keeping, too light to remember,
like grief for the cat’s sparrow and the wild gull’s
beach-hatched embryo. (She ran from the reaching water
with the broken egg in her hand, but the clamped bill

refused brandy and grubs, a shred too naked and perilous for
life, offered freely in cardboard boxes, little windowsill
coffins for bird death, kitten death, squirrel death, summer
repeated and ended in heartbreak, in sad small funerals.)

Sometimes, shaping bread or scraping potatoes for supper,
I have stood in the kitchen, transfixed by what I’d call love,
if love were a whiff, a wanting for no particular lover,
no child, or baby, or creature. ‘Love, dear love,’

I could cry to these scent-spilling ragged flowers,
and mean nothing but ‘no’, in that word’s breath,
to their evident going, their important descent through red towering
stalks to the riverbed. It’s not, as I thought, that death

creates love. More that love knows death. Therefore
tears, therefore poems, therefore long stone sobs of cathedrals
that speak to no ferret or fox, that prevent no massacre.
(I am combing abundant leaves from these icy shallows.)

Love, it was you who said, ‘Murder the killer
we have to call life and we’d be a bare planet under a dead sun.’
Then I loved you with the usual soft lust of October
that says ‘yes’ to the coming winter and a summoning odour of balsa

artemisdreaming: Photo: Jonathan Chappell . In all this coolis...

Wed, 26 Oct 2011 04:14:36 -0400

artemisdreaming:

Photo: Jonathan Chappell

.

In all this cool
is the moon also sleeping?
There, in the pool?

.

Ryusui

The Rival

Wed, 26 Oct 2011 04:12:20 -0400

Sylvia Plath - The Rival
If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating.
Both of you are great light borrowers.
Her O-mouth grieves at the world; yours is unaffected,

And your first gift is making stone out of everything.
I wake to a mausoleum; you are here,
Ticking your fingers on the marble table, looking for cigarettes,
Spiteful as a woman, but not so nervous,
And dying to say something unanswerable.

The moon, too, abuses her subjects,
But in the daytime she is ridiculous.
Your dissatisfactions, on the other hand,
Arrive through the mailslot with loving regularity,
White and blank, expansive as carbon monoxide.

No day is safe from news of you,
Walking about in Africa maybe, but thinking of me

Gotye ‘Hearts a Mess’ By Gotye (by...

Wed, 26 Oct 2011 04:06:12 -0400

Gotye ‘Hearts a Mess’ By Gotye (by portablefilmfestival)

The Civil Wars - If I Didn’t Know Better (by...

Tue, 25 Oct 2011 17:51:51 -0400

The Civil Wars - If I Didn’t Know Better (by LexieLouLooLew)

Coeur de Pirate - Wicked Games (by lulubelge)

Tue, 25 Oct 2011 17:33:54 -0400

Coeur de Pirate - Wicked Games (by lulubelge)

Kiwan by ~SamuraiChopstick

Mon, 24 Oct 2011 23:28:17 -0400

Kiwan by ~SamuraiChopstick

waitingforteaagain: (via Photo Browser on we heart it / visual...

Fri, 21 Oct 2011 07:31:54 -0400

waitingforteaagain:

(via Photo Browser on we heart it / visual bookmark #16408273)

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Tue, 06 Sep 2011 04:13:04 -0400

winterartwork: “The Libertarian” Buy —>...

Tue, 06 Sep 2011 04:12:09 -0400

winterartwork:

“The Libertarian”

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The Stag King

Sun, 21 Aug 2011 00:04:07 -0400

The Stag King

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Thu, 18 Aug 2011 23:54:02 -0400

A beautiful specimen of a man and two angelic voices. If you...

Wed, 17 Aug 2011 00:45:59 -0400

A beautiful specimen of a man and two angelic voices. If you haven’t heard of the Civil Wars, you are missing out.

Bat Flower

Wed, 10 Aug 2011 12:16:21 -0400

Bat Flower

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Tue, 09 Aug 2011 22:06:48 -0400

I have found my heaven. Now to fill it with creepy plants.

Tue, 09 Aug 2011 03:22:31 -0400

I have found my heaven. Now to fill it with creepy plants.