O to blot out this garden
to forget, to find a new beauty
in some terrible
wind-tortured place.
H. D., from “Sheltered Garden” (via proustitute)
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likewinethroughwater:

Twist me a crown of wind-flowers; That I may fly away To hear the singers at their song, And players at their play. Put on your crown of wind-flowers: But whither would you go? Beyond the surging of the sea And the storms that blow. Alas! your crown of wind-flowers Can never make you fly: I twist them in a crown to-day, And to-night they die. - Christina Rossetti

likewinethroughwater:

Twist me a crown of wind-flowers;
That I may fly away
To hear the singers at their song,
And players at their play.

Put on your crown of wind-flowers:
But whither would you go?
Beyond the surging of the sea
And the storms that blow.

Alas! your crown of wind-flowers
Can never make you fly:
I twist them in a crown to-day,
And to-night they die.

- Christina Rossetti

Cite Arrow reblogged from likewinethroughwater