hypocritepoet

Poem by Frank O'Hara

Sing so they will remember you.

I do not seek perfection. I seek truth, beauty and permanence.

You cannot deny reality indefinitely.

A short story by Shaun Tan

For my sister-heart and hidden garden, whose devotion is as unyielding as death, and whose tenderness is the only seal I willingly bear.

Love is timeless, as are its letters

The first real poem I ever write, will be in skin.

All that is gold does not glitter; all that wanders is not lost.

Fallen things are built again.