The Rest Is Memory
The Rest is Memory
The Rest is Memory
Click the pic to see a larger version How to stop time: kiss. How to travel in time: read. How to escape time: music. How to feel time: write. How to release time: breathe. — Matt Haig, Reasons to Stay Alive (via, @melodybookshaven on tumblr) Feedback on this post? Mail me at feedback at this domain P.S. Subscribe to my mailing list! Forward these posts and letters to your friends and get them to subscribe!...
A poet is somebody who feels, and who expresses his feelings through words. This may sound easy. It isn’t. A lot of people think or believe or know they feel — but that’s thinking or believing or knowing; not feeling. And poetry is feeling — not knowing or believing or thinking. Almost anybody can learn to think or believe or know, but not a single human being can be taught to feel....
Reading list from 1943!
I love it, meaning, I love writing cursive, not someone’s suffering Some poor soul on Tumblr, seems to’ve been traumatised by cursive as a kid. While my chicken scrawl is legible only to me mostly, I love the doing of it. The actual writing. (I do write legibly if someone else has to read it, mostly Abby, Mom or Priyanka1) Peter Morwood, in his beautiful post, makes a lovely point as well …...
too many things, too little life