Dairy Land, Provincetown, 1976, Joel Meyerowitz
*takes fashion advice from old 70s photos*
Dairy Land, Provincetown, 1976, Joel Meyerowitz
*takes fashion advice from old 70s photos*
Helton’s Feed & Seed by Tim Perdue
Via Flickr:
This building in Waverly, Ohio has an interesting history: It originally housed a newspaper office and was built in the 1870’s by Madison Hemings, former freed slave of Thomas Jefferson and son of Sally Hemings (Jefferson was not his father, though). It was a grocery for a while, but for the last 30 years of so it’s been a feed and seed store.
Red, like the innocent blood lost,
Orange, like the warning signs that they never had,
Yellow, like the happiness they were meant to take part in,
Green, like the helmets that arrived all too late,
Blue, like the stretchers that couldn’t save them,
Indigo, like the souls that are aching,
Violet, like the bruises for just being.
gay christian, gay christian what do you see?
a rainbow and god smiling down at me!
She never felt like she belonged anywhere, except for when she was laying on her bed, pretending to be somewhere else.
“A poem…begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion finds the thought and the thought finds the words.”
— Robert Frost in his letter to Louis Untermeyer, dated 1 January 1916 (via existential-celestial)
“In the graveyard of the sea there is nothing but eternity.”
— Albert Camus, from Youthful Writings; “Mediterranean,” wr. c. 1932
