Anaïs Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diary Of Anaïs Nin, 1939-1947

Barry X Ball, Purity, 2008. Made from White Iranian Onyx.

Anne Carson, from “The Glass Essay”, Glass, Irony, and God

Kazuo Ishiguro, from “Kazuo Ishiguro, The Art of Fiction No. 196,” interviewed by Susannah Hunnewell, Paris Review (no. 184, Spring 2008)

Alain Badiou, In Praise of Love (in conversation with Nicolas Truong) trans. Peter Bush

Sylvia Plath, from a letter featured in The Letters of Sylvia Plath Vol. 1: 1940-1956

Jon Ware, I Am In Eskew

embrace

Briony Marshall (Peaceful embrace or the melting of boundaries), Stephan Sinding (To Mennesker), Gustav Vigeland (Kiss), William Zorach (Embrace), Antonio Canova (Psyche Revived by Cupid's Kiss)

Ellen Bass,  "The Thing Is"

“Now my wishes are down to two: / Staying alive. And wanting to.”

— Traci Brimhall, from “Dear Thanatos,” Come the Slumberless To the Land of Nod (via lifeinpoetry)

In the future, children will think our ways are strange. "Why do old people always grow so much milkweed in their gardens?" they'll say. "Why do old people always write down when the first bees and butterflies show up? Why do old people hate lawn grass so much? Why do old people like to sit outside and watch bees?"

We will try to explain to them that when we were young, most people's yards were almost entirely short grass with barely any flowers at all, and it was so commonplace to spray poisons to kill insects and weeds that it was feared monarch butterflies and American bumblebees would soon go extinct. We will show them pictures of sidewalks, shops, and houses surrounded by empty grass without any flowers or vegetables and they will stare at them like we stared at pictures of grimy children working in coal mines