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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description>every little girl has a heart made of poetry</description><title>Poems, Pastels</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @wetalkedasgirlsdo)</generator><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>"Whoever has no house now will not build one 
anymore.
Whoever is alone now will remain so for a long..."</title><description>“Whoever has no house now will not build one &lt;br/&gt;
anymore.&lt;br/&gt;
Whoever is alone now will remain so for a long &lt;br/&gt;
time,&lt;br/&gt;
will stay up, read, write long letters,&lt;br/&gt;
and wander the avenues, up and down,&lt;br/&gt;
restlessly, while the leaves are blowing.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;from &lt;em&gt;Autumn Day&lt;/em&gt;, Rainer Marie Rilke&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/31524729081</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/31524729081</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Sep 2012 08:25:59 -0700</pubDate><category>rainer marie rilke</category><category>poetry</category><category>autumn</category></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lya7in9s9c1qdxnvbo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/25161978433</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/25161978433</guid><pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2012 08:41:09 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of..."</title><description>“Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charles Dickens&lt;/em&gt; - Great Expectations (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://12lettres.tumblr.com/"&gt;12lettres&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/25101170583</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/25101170583</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2012 11:03:15 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"So that I am near you, I am comparatively happy. It is more than this earthly wretch called Me..."</title><description>“So that I am near you, I am comparatively happy. It is more than this earthly wretch called Me deserves—you spirit, you disembodied creature, you dear, sweet, tantalizing phantom—hardly flesh at all; so that when I put my arms round you I almost expect them to pass through you as through air!”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jude the Obscure, &lt;/em&gt;Thomas Hardy&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/25095194144</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/25095194144</guid><pubDate>Thu, 14 Jun 2012 09:09:12 -0700</pubDate><category>love</category><category>ghosts</category><category>metaphors</category><category>victorian</category><category>jude the obscure</category><category>thomas hardy</category><category>sue bridehead</category></item><item><title>poboh:

Alupka, 1917, Sergei Arsenevich Vinogradov. Russian...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5gkxlfw291qh7jlwo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://poboh.tumblr.com/post/24885773561"&gt;poboh&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alupka&lt;/em&gt;, 1917, Sergei Arsenevich Vinogradov. Russian (1870 - 1938)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/24886036861</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/24886036861</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Jun 2012 08:19:31 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"I daresay you think me eccentric, or supersensitive, or something absurd. Well—why should I..."</title><description>““I daresay you think me eccentric, or supersensitive, or something absurd. Well—why should I suffer for what I was born to be, if it doesn’t hurt other people?””&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jude the Obscure, &lt;/em&gt;Thomas Hardy &lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/24817451473</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/24817451473</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Jun 2012 08:52:19 -0700</pubDate><category>thomas hardy</category><category>victorian literature</category><category>sue bridehead</category><category>jude the obscure</category></item><item><title>windypoplarsroom:

Harald Slott-Møller
“Primavera. Muchacha...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5bttcQV7v1qchk7to1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://windypoplarsroom.tumblr.com/post/24716892726/harald-slott-m-ller-primavera-muchacha-joven"&gt;windypoplarsroom&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Harald Slott-Møller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Primavera. Muchacha Joven”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/24752381180</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/24752381180</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Jun 2012 09:41:30 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"He felt she was treating him cruelly, though he could not quite say in what way. Her very..."</title><description>“He felt she was treating him cruelly, though he could not quite say in what way. Her very helplessness seemed to make her so much stronger than he.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jude the Obscure&lt;/em&gt;, Thomas Hardy.&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/24751179609</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/24751179609</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Jun 2012 09:20:10 -0700</pubDate><category>jude the obscure</category><category>thomas hardy</category><category>sue bridehead</category><category>victorian literature</category><category>tragedy</category></item><item><title>poboh:

The Red Fan, Sir John Lavery. Irish (1856 - 1941)
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m59g8bsZwB1qh7jlwo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://poboh.tumblr.com/post/24622497938"&gt;poboh&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Red Fan&lt;/em&gt;, Sir John Lavery. Irish (1856 - 1941)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/24623345470</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/24623345470</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Jun 2012 12:02:25 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"I saw a star slide down the sky, 
Blinding the north as it went by,
Too burning and too quick to..."</title><description>“I saw a star slide down the sky, &lt;br/&gt;
Blinding the north as it went by,&lt;br/&gt;
Too burning and too quick to hold,&lt;br/&gt;
Too lovely to be bought or sold,&lt;br/&gt;
Good only to make wishes on&lt;br/&gt;
And then forever to be gone.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Falling Star, &lt;/em&gt;Sara Teasdale&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/24329557431</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/24329557431</guid><pubDate>Sun, 03 Jun 2012 07:01:33 -0700</pubDate><category>sara teasdale</category><category>poetry</category><category>stars</category><category>falling star</category></item><item><title>poboh:

He loves me not, he loves me, Gary Bunt. English born in...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4vwjzp0X31qh7jlwo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://poboh.tumblr.com/post/24123835009"&gt;poboh&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;He loves me not, he loves me&lt;/em&gt;, Gary Bunt. English born in 1957.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/24126496749</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/24126496749</guid><pubDate>Thu, 31 May 2012 05:59:11 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>colourthysoul:

Louis Welden Hawkins - Shadows Of Grey
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4hkj9QepE1roedt4o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://colourthysoul.tumblr.com/post/23615530636/louis-welden-hawkins-shadows-of-grey"&gt;colourthysoul&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Louis Welden Hawkins - Shadows Of Grey&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/23921381884</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/23921381884</guid><pubDate>Mon, 28 May 2012 02:27:26 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>Advertisement for Children’s Books, Aubrey Beardsley....</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4n6nhBnj51qckkt1o1_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Advertisement for Children’s Books, Aubrey Beardsley. 1894.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/23808523006</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/23808523006</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2012 11:14:04 -0700</pubDate><category>aubrey beardsley</category><category>art nouveau</category><category>children's books</category><category>advertisements</category><category>posters</category></item><item><title>Ida Rentoul Outhwaite. </title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4n57iZpra1qckkt1o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ida Rentoul Outhwaite. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/23806759430</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/23806759430</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2012 10:42:54 -0700</pubDate><category>witch</category><category>illustration</category><category>ida rentoul outhwaite</category><category>children's books</category></item><item><title>Theater, Mary Cassatt. 1879.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4n4waQ5YA1qckkt1o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Theater, &lt;/em&gt;Mary Cassatt&lt;em&gt;. &lt;/em&gt;1879.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/23806377946</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/23806377946</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2012 10:36:09 -0700</pubDate><category>mary cassatt</category><category>art</category><category>impressionism</category><category>theater</category><category>fan</category></item><item><title>Afternoon Yellow Room, Frederick Frieseke. 1910. </title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4n4tqzULP1qckkt1o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Afternoon Yellow Room&lt;/em&gt;, Frederick Frieseke. 1910. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/23806292043</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/23806292043</guid><pubDate>Sat, 26 May 2012 10:34:38 -0700</pubDate><category>frederick frieseke</category><category>afternoon</category><category>impressionism</category><category>art</category></item><item><title>Green Trees, or Beach Trees in Kerduel, Maurice Denis. 1893. Oil...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m3g7j8XtIR1qckkt1o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Green Trees&lt;/em&gt;, or&lt;em&gt; Beach Trees in Kerduel&lt;/em&gt;, Maurice Denis. 1893. Oil on canvas. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/22318616928</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/22318616928</guid><pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2012 06:16:20 -0700</pubDate><category>maurice denis</category><category>paintings</category><category>beach</category><category>trees</category><category>phantoms</category><category>postimpressionism</category><category>symbolism</category></item><item><title>pascalcampion:

Sleeping in
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2kxct5Apd1qlioplo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://pascalcampion.tumblr.com/post/21213289944/sleeping-in"&gt;pascalcampion&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sleeping in&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/21910681857</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/21910681857</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2012 06:25:31 -0700</pubDate></item><item><title>"A Coffin—is a small Domain,
Yet able to contain
A Citizen of Paradise
In it diminished Plane.

A..."</title><description>“&lt;p&gt;A Coffin—is a small Domain,&lt;br/&gt;
Yet able to contain&lt;br/&gt;
A Citizen of Paradise&lt;br/&gt;
In it diminished Plane.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;A Grave—is a restricted Breadth—&lt;br/&gt;
Yet ampler than the Sun—&lt;br/&gt;
And all the Seas He populates&lt;br/&gt;
And Lands He looks upon&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;To Him who on its small Repose&lt;br/&gt;
Bestows a single Friend—&lt;br/&gt;
Circumference without Relief—&lt;br/&gt;
Or Estimate—or End—&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Emily Dickinson &lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/21792477160</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/21792477160</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 11:26:41 -0700</pubDate><category>emily dickinson</category><category>coffin</category><category>grave</category><category>death</category><category>poetry</category></item><item><title>poboh:

Frederick Carl Frieseke. American Impressionist Painter...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m11a23xBb11qh7jlwo1_500.png"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://poboh.tumblr.com/post/19452108419"&gt;poboh&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Frederick Carl Frieseke. American Impressionist Painter (1874 - 1939)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/19452553567</link><guid>http://wetalkedasgirlsdo.tumblr.com/post/19452553567</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Mar 2012 07:50:47 -0700</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
