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Posts tagged lit.
Bursting forth in shades of green,
Growing up and digging deep,
I envy strength found in the trees.
The birds sing secrets, soft and sweet
But never translate truth to me.
The blue horizon can’t be reached,
Like promises you didn’t keep .
Now I am changing too, it seems.
Down grassy paths, my tired feet,
Uncertain where the road may lead,
Are leaping troubles unforeseen.
Warm, brown fields are ripe for seed,
But roots don’t grow for tumbleweeds.
No place to rest or sow and reap
And I am lost, alone in need.
Betraying earth for wild seas,
I cast myself down far beneath,
And sink through water black and bleak
And fade from life to go to sleep.
— Sylvia Plath
Today, I think, I shall get myself lost on purpose. I feel too permanent now; I bought a sofa and knowing that it doesn’t fit in my suitcase makes me anxious. I have no immediate plans to move and I fear the stillness in my feet. When you don’t belong anywhere, when you don’t belong to anyone, you’re always in motion. You become fascinated with maps and stamps and luggage. Orphans don’t buy furniture. Tumbleweeds don’t grow roots. I am only lulled by the rise and fall of the vast, unpredictable smudge on the horizon. I need to go.
Mary Shelley, Frankenstein. (via riverran)
#mary shelley #this quote though #it’s all kinds of wonderful #hey remember that time one asswipe was like you have 30 seconds to name something invented by a woman… #…and Mary was like SCIENCE FICTION MOTHERFUCKERS #that was awesome #thanks Mary Shelley (via snappily)