a little bit about me :))))) My name is Houg and I go by He/Him pronouns. Some things I like are cities, space, small ceramic creatures, taking nice photos, and endlessly imagining cenimatography and storyboards for an animated movie I want to make without acting on it because I don't have the time to do that yet! so yeah.
How will this page even work omg????? I have litcherally no clue. but I am sure I will tend to it every now and then. My goal is to eventually go analog, save for this page, so social media won't affect me that much. (I'll probably keep discord though because I like talking to friends :]). this page has only been up since february 22!!!!
Poem of the Month
The poem of the month SHOULD change once every month, more or less. If it doesn't please remind me!
The poem of the month for JUNE is: Bath by Amy Lowell
The day is fresh-washed and fair, and there is a smell of tulips and narcissus in the air.
The sunshine pours in at the bath-room window and bores through the water in the bath-tub in lathes and planes of greenish-white. It cleaves the water into flaws like a jewel, and cracks it to bright light.
Little spots of sunshine lie on the surface of the water and dance, dance, and their reflections wobble deliciously over the ceiling; a stir of my finger sets them whirring, reeling. I move a foot and the planes of light in the water jar. I lie back and laugh, and let the green-white water, the sun-flawed beryl water, flow over me. The day is almost too bright to bear, the green water covers me from the too bright day. I will lie here awhile and play with the water and the sun spots. The sky is blue and high. A crow flaps by the window, and there is a whiff of tulips and narcissus in the air.