Austen v. Bronte

We all know Jane Austen would win. If you don't know that, then maybe you should find another tumblr.

emchughes:

Reviewing the proliferation of tipsy tweets you sent last night and feeling the intense relief of not having said anything horrible like

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thelovelyseas:

Orca or Killer Whale (Orcinus orca) travels down opening leads of ice, making deep dives under ice to hunt Antarctic Cod, McMurdo Sound, Antarctica by Norbert Wu  / minden pictures

unto thee i
burn incense
the bowl crackles
upon the gloom arise purple pencils
fluent spires of fragrance
the bowl
seethes
a flutter of stars
a turbulence of forms
delightful with indefinable flowering,
the air is
deep with desirable flowers
i think
thou lovest incense
for in the ambiguous faint aspirings
the indolent frail ascensions,
of thy smile rises the immaculate
sorrow
of thy low
hair flutter the level litanies
unto thee i burn
incense,over the dim smoke
straining my lips are vague with
ecstasy my palpitating breasts inhale the
slow
supple
flower
of thy beauty,my heart discovers thee
unto
whom i
burn
olbanum

—e.e. cummings, unto thee i (via myimaginarybrooklyn)