When you stand on bare earth in your bare feet and lightning whips through you, two ways at once, they say you are grounded,
and that’s what poetry is: a hot wire.
Margaret Atwood, from The Door (via victoriajoan)
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When you stand on bare earth in your bare feet and lightning whips through you, two ways at once, they say you are grounded,
and that’s what poetry is: a hot wire.
the moon is beautiful 