I devour every version of Daughter’s songs I can find. I let the layers of her loneliness work their way into my heart beginning with my ears. Her songs remind me of someone who was promised love only to come away with scraped knees and a corrupt tongue.
These are the nights when the world is too much—too fast, too cold, too distant. Too many people I pause with but for a moment, exchanging glances despite our temporality, before being thrust apart again. The universe is expanding at a faster and faster rate. We’re all flying apart and we will never be closer to each other than we are right now.
Like anchors we hope will cling us to one another, we cast these smiles, these quiet, furtive looks, into an ever-changing sea, hoping but once that someone will smile back and give us the promise of perhaps.
Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent.
awww your blog is wonderful! and so is your poetry :) thanks for liking my blog, means a lot! xoxoxoxoxo
look for poetry books by sylvia plath, walt whitman, pablo neruda, emerson, frost, rumi, of if you like bukowski, “you get so alone at times that it just make sense” is a good one. the style of poetry you enjoy is up to you to discover and run with; what i like to do is visit my local bookstore’s poetry section and flip through various collections or check out poetry anthologies from the library. the anthologies are great to get a taste of a variety of styles.
the amount of comfort i find in words is insane. when i feel choked and distressed, reading poetry or literature that makes me feel less alone in my sadness brings me so much more peace than other people usually do. even better, too, because words stay constant and reliable.