#idir lúibíní

[soracities]

YOUR LIFE CAN BE WIDE AND FULL OF PROMISE BTW. IF YOU EVEN CARE.

[wiltingdecay]

mo ghrá-sa (idir lúibíní) being on the leaving cert is so fucking funny honestly like imagine your wife writes a poem about how you are ugly as shit but it's ok because you feed her grapes and then kids are government mandated to write essays on it for the next fifty odd years

[duine-aiteach]

I was wondering if anyone would have any suggestion about what book/s of Nuala Ní Dhomhnaill’s poetry I should get, or at least start with? I’m a bit rubbish at Irish so I’d be looking to have a translation as well as the original because as lovely as it is to read her poetry in Irish it’s not much use when I haven’t the foggiest what she’s saying. That being said, I wouldn’t want her poetry just in English because that defeats the purpose of her writing (if it’s available like that. I don’t know)

I did Mo Ghrá-sa (idir lúibíní) for the Leaving and I’ve read a few I’ve found online - one about a mermaid, Mo Maistir Dorchas and An Crann I think they were - but that’s about the extent of my knowledge

[soracities]

i'm a simple girl: i see sunlight on the water, i find god

[soracities]

the hierarchy of compliments goes like this:

drunk girls in the bathroom complimenting your outfit

little kids complimenting literally anything about u

little old ladies at the checkout till

librarians on your reading choices

[soracities]

i think as a society we should go back to designing furniture w little feet. it would heal us.

[soracities]

thinking over and over and over of that clip from a maya angelou talk about the importance of knowing one another's history. no matter how brutal no matter how bleak no matter how despairing no matter anything because the only way through it is to go all the way through it. and the only way to build anything with one another is by having gone all the way through it because otherwise there is no connection. whats a connection worth that's built on ignorance? sustained by ignorance? "only equals can make friends" she says. only equals.

[soracities]

my heart's full to the brim w the joy of loving btw. i'll die one day but also i won't. on account of the love.

[soracities]

the “humans are inherently selfish” fanclub can genuinely and in all honesty go to hell. i once came back from a school yard where the kids had heaped piles of leaves and cut wildflowers on a narrow strip of grass bc a bee had died. i actually want to cry.

[soracities]

do it scared do it stupid do it badly whatever it is that's worth doing, that's worth anything at all, we do it. be it scared be it stupid be it badly. the sincerity remains the same.

[soracities]

i think every flower in the world deserves a poem.

[soracities]

the horrors persist, but so do the birds. thank god 🕊️💕

[soracities]

have decided this is my first day on planet earth !! and it is beautiful!!!!

[soracities]

i do, often, think of that quote from wislawa szymborska talking about love and the inexplicability of some of it. "great love is never justified" etc. and it truly isn't. and thank god for that.

[soracities]

some poems you really do just walk right into and come out changed beyond all recognition on the inside like lazarus crossing back from the dead

[soracities]

there is love in this story. even in its most brutal end. there is love in the story. how? where? here: here in me telling it to you, in spite of everything. because of everything.