“It’s poetry! I’m being chased by Walt Whitman!”
requested by @gormengahst
dream me the world; semi-hiatus
iz, xvii, she/her
when people fall in love, they burst into flames
I went to the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life. To put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I had come to die, discover that I had not lived.
“the dead poets are dedicated to sucking the marrow out of life”
- dead poets society (1998)
movie posters → dead poets society (1989)
medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. but poetry, beauty, romance, love — these are what we stay alive for.