Chey
@cheyliner.bsky.social
Physicist-Poet-Engineer-Constant Inconsistent Observer of Contemporary.
And I can’t help but imagine Pasternak, Eve Babitz, and du Maurier in a room together: What would they talk about? What would they laugh about? Would they even like each other? What poems/stories would they share?
#booksky #evebabitz #pasternak #dumaurier
#booksky #evebabitz #pasternak #dumaurier
August 25, 2025 at 2:55 AM
And I can’t help but imagine Pasternak, Eve Babitz, and du Maurier in a room together: What would they talk about? What would they laugh about? Would they even like each other? What poems/stories would they share?
#booksky #evebabitz #pasternak #dumaurier
#booksky #evebabitz #pasternak #dumaurier
Wonderful poets ✨
For me it would certainly be hard to describe the tragedy of the United States without Lorde, hard to describe the humor of the US without William Carlos Williams.
For me it would certainly be hard to describe the tragedy of the United States without Lorde, hard to describe the humor of the US without William Carlos Williams.
January 22, 2025 at 8:37 PM
Wonderful poets ✨
For me it would certainly be hard to describe the tragedy of the United States without Lorde, hard to describe the humor of the US without William Carlos Williams.
For me it would certainly be hard to describe the tragedy of the United States without Lorde, hard to describe the humor of the US without William Carlos Williams.
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👋😸 participating in the meta boycott too
January 20, 2025 at 6:52 AM
👋😸 participating in the meta boycott too
My sweet sister,
city,
LA.
We have been the wounded children,
dreamers with empty stomachs and cracked hands raised on fairytales run dry.
We watched with innocent eyes poetry and pain sleep side by side.
Wondering how the wounded could grow wings to chase their wildest dreams.
#skypoets
city,
LA.
We have been the wounded children,
dreamers with empty stomachs and cracked hands raised on fairytales run dry.
We watched with innocent eyes poetry and pain sleep side by side.
Wondering how the wounded could grow wings to chase their wildest dreams.
#skypoets
January 10, 2025 at 10:25 AM
My sweet sister,
city,
LA.
We have been the wounded children,
dreamers with empty stomachs and cracked hands raised on fairytales run dry.
We watched with innocent eyes poetry and pain sleep side by side.
Wondering how the wounded could grow wings to chase their wildest dreams.
#skypoets
city,
LA.
We have been the wounded children,
dreamers with empty stomachs and cracked hands raised on fairytales run dry.
We watched with innocent eyes poetry and pain sleep side by side.
Wondering how the wounded could grow wings to chase their wildest dreams.
#skypoets