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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>Untitled</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @smoothloomingly)</generator><link>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"Wash awareness from me, 
extinguish self, pressure 
the body roof of think and feel, 
close my eyes..."</title><description>“Wash awareness from me, &lt;br/&gt;
extinguish self, pressure &lt;br/&gt;
the body roof of think and feel, &lt;br/&gt;
close my eyes with water fingers, &lt;br/&gt;
hush my mouth with small hot bites, &lt;br/&gt;
transport me from the booth &lt;br/&gt;
till break of heart, or till &lt;br/&gt;
I choose to turn love off.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Peter Goldsworthy, from &lt;em&gt;“&lt;a href="http://www.poetrylibrary.edu.au/poets/goldsworthy-peter/5-is-the-mind-or-the-body-the-problem-0158019"&gt;Is the Mind or the Body the Problem?&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://the-final-sentence.tumblr.com/"&gt;the-final-sentence&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/19533165902</link><guid>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/19533165902</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2012 17:00:54 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I am not a woman, but the light that falls on this gate, on this ground.
I am the seasons. I think..."</title><description>“I am not a woman, but the light that falls on this gate, on this ground.&lt;br/&gt;
I am the seasons. I think sometimes, January, May, November; the mud, the mist, the dawn.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Virginia Woolf, &lt;em&gt;The Waves&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://fuckyeahfeministartandliterature.tumblr.com/"&gt;fuckyeahfeministartandliterature&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/19532897471</link><guid>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/19532897471</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2012 16:56:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m09hulqN3U1rn1fp8o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/18723527176</link><guid>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/18723527176</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Mar 2012 08:16:26 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"AND IF NOT FOR AMYI would not be here learning what to say"</title><description>“AND IF NOT FOR AMY&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;I would not be here learning what to say&lt;/i&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;From the dedication of Graham Foust’s &lt;em&gt;Necessary Stranger&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://leopoldgursky.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;leopoldgursky&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/18723502326</link><guid>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/18723502326</guid><pubDate>Sun, 04 Mar 2012 08:15:24 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"leaving the page of the book carelessly open,
something unsaid, the phone off the hook
and the love..."</title><description>“leaving the page of the book carelessly open,&lt;br/&gt;
something unsaid, the phone off the hook&lt;br/&gt;
and the love whatever it was, an infection.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Anne Sexton, from “Wanting to Die” (thanks, &lt;a href="http://reticence-.tumblr.com/"&gt;reticence-&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/18434450115</link><guid>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/18434450115</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2012 07:15:37 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"I take a quiet kind
of panic to the river."</title><description>“I take a quiet kind&lt;br/&gt;
of panic to the river.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;wendy xu, from “&lt;a href="http://www.interrupture.com/archives/feb_2012/wendy_xu/"&gt;it’s almost my birthday don’t tell anyone&lt;/a&gt;” (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://grammatolatry.tumblr.com/"&gt;grammatolatry&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/18434372120</link><guid>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/18434372120</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2012 07:11:16 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"If there must be a god in the house, let him be one 
That will not hear us when we speak: a..."</title><description>“If there must be a god in the house, let him be one &lt;br/&gt;
That will not hear us when we speak: a coolness, &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
A vermilioned nothingness, any stick of the mass &lt;br/&gt;
Of which we are too distantly a part.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Wallace Stevens, from &lt;em&gt;“Less and Less Human, O Savage Spirit”&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://the-final-sentence.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;the-final-sentence&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/18434282980</link><guid>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/18434282980</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2012 07:06:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"[this is a sacred story.] 
I write down a line 
    that turns into two 
       and then three..."</title><description>“[this is a &lt;i&gt;sacred&lt;/i&gt; story.] &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
I write down a line &lt;br/&gt;
    that turns into two &lt;br/&gt;
       and then three &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
scrawled across a page he will never see and I find my tongue.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Hali Sofala, from &lt;em&gt;“&lt;a href="http://www.literarybohemian.com/index.php/poetry/poem/three-poems-by-Hali-Sofala/P2/"&gt;Mamalu&lt;/a&gt;”&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://the-final-sentence.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;the-final-sentence&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/18434141833</link><guid>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/18434141833</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2012 06:58:30 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"We spoke all night in tongues,
in fingertips, in teeth."</title><description>“We spoke all night in tongues,&lt;br/&gt;
in fingertips, in teeth.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Robert Hass, from “Spring”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt; (via &lt;a href="http://the-final-sentence.tumblr.com/" class="tumblr_blog"&gt;the-final-sentence&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/18434101967</link><guid>http://smoothloomingly.tumblr.com/post/18434101967</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2012 06:56:08 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
