Curiosities

“For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons”
— T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
“Let us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;”
— T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
“He tells me how badly I photograph.
He tells me how sweet
The babies look in their hospital
Icebox”
— Sylvia Plath, Death & Co
“His hair long and plausive.
Bastard
Masturbating a glitter,
He wants to be loved”
— Sylvia Plath, Death & Co

John Keats <3


John Keats <3

(Source: nadeparade)