Sonnet XVII by Pablo Neruda

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, 

or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. 

I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, 

in secret, between the shadow and the soul. 

I love you as the plant that never blooms 

but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; 

thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, 

risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. 

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. 

I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; 

so I love you because I know no other way 

than this: where I does not exist, nor you, 

so close that your hand on my chest is my hand, 

so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Friday Reads – 4/7 


Cheers to the freaking weekend, I’ll drink to that. The biggest, coldest glass of orange juice you have, ma’am. It has been a week but somehow, miraculously, I’ve made it to the other side. Blessings everywhere. Welcome to my first ever reading queue, Friday Reads! I made a banner and everything so you know it’s super official. This is the post where every week I will talk about what I’ve read that week, what I’m currently reading, and what I want to read the following week. And because it’s me, it’s in list form. Long live lists. Let’s jump in. 

What I’ve read this week: 

  • Averno by Louise Glück. This poetry collection is an “extended lamentation” about life, relationships, myth, and their relation to us. I really enjoyed this collection! I gave it 4/5 stars. 
  • Princeless Vol 1: Save Yourself by Jeremy Whitley, Mia Goodwin, Jung-Ha Kim. This story follows a princess locked in a tower by her parents in the hopes that she’ll be rescued by a handsome prince, in a fit she decides to rescue herself. This is her journey. This was a really fun and self-aware read! I highly recommend it. I gave it 4/5 stars. 

What I’m reading: 

  • Mistaking Each Other for Ghosts by Lawrence Raab. This a poetry collection by a seasoned poet. I’m finding it very interesting so far. I haven’t delved too far into it just yet. 
  • Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone by J.K. Rowling. Yes, you read that right! Harry Potter has always been such a big part of my life. On my 22nd birthday, I decided I wanted to reread the whole HP series because I thought it would be interesting to see how my thoughts and opinions about the books and its’ characters have changed. So far, so good. 

What I’m going to read: 

  • Princeless Vol 2: Get Over Yourself by Jeremy Whitley, Emily Martin. It’s the continuation from Volume 1. 
  • Blue Lily, Blue Lily by Maggie Stiefvater. This is the third book in The Raven Cycle series. I started this series about a year ago and I’m ready to finish, finally. 
  • The Raven King by Maggie Stiefvater. The fourth book in the series. 
  • Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets by J.K. Rowling. Previously, my least favorite book in the series. I wonder how it’ll go and if anything will change. 

That’s it for this week, folks. Be sure to comment if you’ve read anything interesting this week, any fun work anecdotes you feel compelled to share, or the best yet, any and all thoughts you have about Harry Potter. See you soon! 

Poetry post! 

In my April Housekeeping post I said I would post two poems a week, one that I had written and one that was written by someone else. Earlier this week I posted “Having a Coke with You” by Frank O’Hara, so this is the post that features a poem that I have written. I don’t normally have titles for my poems, so they’ll all be titled with the date and time they were written. Enjoy!
March 10, 2017 10:12pm 


I’m soft and have a capacity for love.

I have retreated into myself so well,

I struggle with the present. I’m boring.

I’m boring. Often, I find myself

in circles, endless loops of the same

empty thoughts pressing into my brain,

weighing my shoulders, until my back

is curved away from the sun

and I’m closer to the earth, the flowers.

 

There are small joys in everything.

I use them to orient an overstimulating

world. When I can’t sleep at night

I push myself into alternate universes

and write poetry. I don’t count.

We’ll never stop getting older; the sun

will never stop getting closer. Oh,

I don’t know. I guess I just want it

to all add up somehow.

Book review: Beauty Queens by Libba Bray 

A couple of weeks ago, I finished Beauty Queens by Libba Bray. I am however just now getting around to the actual review part of the whole process. I heard about this book from a random text post on tumblr and thought I would give it a try. The premise is a group of beauty pageant contestants crash onto a seemingly deserted island, and have to survive until, or if, help ever arrives. So like The Lord of the Flies but with way more interesting characters and circumstances. 

Beauty Queens starts off wild, and ends wild. It’s an adventure from beginning to end, and it’s just really, really fun. That’s what I loved most about this book. It doesn’t take itself too seriously, while still presenting honest and genuine characters. Even characters I found myself indifferent too, towards the end of the book I really found myself loving and appreciating. I’m looking at you, Taylor. 
Taylor is presented as gunslinging, blonde haired, blue eyed, Miss Texas Teen Dreamer. She eats, sleeps, and breathes Miss Teen Dream. She is the leader of the pack. She’s resourceful, she passionate, and at her core, she really does want the best for the survivors of the crash. 

What’s remarkable about Taylor is that she’s presented as a hard to like character, an overdrawn stereotype even, but by the end of the book, you genuinely care about her and her story. 

Now, let’s talk endings. I try to be as spoiler free as possible and I’ll continue that trend now. Generally, it ended pretty neatly and positively. There are a few things that I wish were wrapped up a little better and not left so ambiguously but all/all I was satisfied. I honestly really enjoyed this book. It was a quick, fun read. 4/5 stars for me. If you enjoy satire, or just need a break from the normal, I think you’ll really find a place with this book. I highly recommend it. 

Having a coke with you 

is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye, Biarritz, Bayonneor being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in Barcelona

partly because in your orange shirt you look like a better happier St. Sebastian

partly because of my love for you, partly because of your love for yoghurt

partly because of the fluorescent orange tulips around the birches

partly because of the secrecy our smiles take on before people and statuary

it is hard to believe when I’m with you that there can be anything as still

as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it

in the warm New York 4 o’clock light we are drifting back and forth

between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles
and the portrait show seems to have no faces in it at all, just paint

you suddenly wonder why in the world anyone ever did them

                                                                                                              I look

at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world

except possibly for the Polish Rider occasionally and anyway it’s in the Frick

which thank heavens you haven’t gone to yet so we can go together for the first time

and the fact that you move so beautifully more or less takes care of Futurism

just as at home I never think of the Nude Descending a Staircase or

at a rehearsal a single drawing of Leonardo or Michelangelo that used to wow me

and what good does all the research of the Impressionists do them

when they never got the right person to stand near the tree when the sun sank

or for that matter Marino Marini when he didn’t pick the rider as carefully

as the horse

                               it seems they were all cheated of some marvelous experience

which is not going to go wasted on me which is why I’m telling you about it 

Frank O’Hara 1926-1966 

April Housekeeping! 

Welcome to April, National Poetry Month! I hope this blog post finds you well, or decent at the very least. March was a good month. I turned 22! A miracle within itself. Looking forward, I want to use the same positive energy and move through April. I have a lot of things to be grateful for. My reading slowed down last month, but I did catch some really good, thought provoking reads, which is always a plus, no matter the circumstances. 

Looking to April, I’m working on restructuring this blog. Something a little more structured would keep me better present and accountable! I enjoy keeping a blog, and I want to make sure it’s the best blog I could be keeping. 

It’s National Poetry Month, so I wanted to do something to reflect my deep love of poetry. So, every week of April I’ll be posting two poems! One poem will be one of mine, and one poem will not. I’m going to try my best to show how varied poetry can be, but I’m telling you now– I’m a sucker for love poems. 

Also, every Friday I’ll be posting a reading queue which will detail what I’ve read that week, what I’m currently reading, and what I plan on reading for the next week. Book reviews will be posted on Tuesdays and/or Wednesdays. Any health and fitness posts I have for you, you’ll catch on a Sunday. 

In the middle of all this madness, I’m doing a re-read of the Harry Potter series so be prepared for those think pieces to be littered everywhere. There are few things that I’m serious about like I’m serious about HP. 

So! TL;DR: You’re going to be getting regular, scheduled posts again! Poetry is happening! Also Harry Potter for some reason? (Possibly a quarter-life crisis) Get excited! See you soon!  

At the Edge of the Universe by Shaun David Hutchinson review 

It’s Spring Break! Which is pretty exciting, even though I’m definitely working pretty much everyday over break. I get to sleep in though! Which is pretty exciting. 

So! On to the fun stuff. I think enough time has passed so that I can talk about how much I really really loved At the Edge of the Universe by Shaun David Hutchinson. Earlier this year, I read We Are the Ants also by him and decided to embark on a 1-person mission dedicated to reading everything he’s ever written, because I loved it that much. 

Hutchinson does this incredible thing with his characters that makes them so real and tangible. In At the Edge of the Universe, we follow Ozzie who has woke up in a world where he is the only one who remembers his best friend and boyfriend Tommy. And oh- the universe is shrinking. We’re introduced to a wealth of characters and each of them are well rounded and developed, you get to know them all so well. 

This book also deals with mental illness and it deals with it honestly, no sugar-coating it or making it seem glamorous. It’s something that’s very important to me, so I love and appreciate how well handled it is in all of his books, especially this one! 

At the Edge of the Universe is such an honestly good book. Great characters, great plot, twists to the very end. 5/5 stars. If you haven’t, I highly recommend you read this and his other books! You will not regret it.