ontheborderland: Of asphodel, that greeny flower, like a buttercup upon its branching stem-save that it’s green and wooden- I come, my sweet, to sing to you.We lived long together a life filled, if you will,with flowers.  So that I was cheered when I came first to knowthat there were flowers also in hell. —William Carlos Williams (Image via getolina)

ontheborderland:

Of asphodel, that greeny flower,
like a buttercup
upon its branching stem-
save that it’s green and wooden-
I come, my sweet,
to sing to you.
We lived long together
a life filled,
if you will,
with flowers.  So that
I was cheered
when I came first to know
that there were flowers also
in hell.

—William Carlos Williams

(Image via getolina)

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