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Pre and Post Orgasm. – violetonlineisonline
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On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. Pre and Post Orgasm. When self-pleasure is part of your work you gotta be prepared. Fill the fridge. And the grocery cupboards. You’re going to get very hungry so make sure you have all your favorite foods. Extra. Have clean sheets, beautiful candles, sexy underwear, the right lighting, delicious oils, the right toys and the right guy, or girl, watching. Laze back in a bubble bath. August 17, 2015. You are comm...
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Sex Toys. – violetonlineisonline
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On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. I won’t be blogging today but I will be testing out sex toys! So bear with me. While I gasp my way through the weekend. With lotions and potions. Waterproof bullets, kissing swans. The very fancy very pretty and very sexy. See ya next week…. August 15, 2015. October 10, 2015. Posted in adult sex toys. 8 thoughts on “ Sex Toys. August 15, 2015 at 9:14 am. Liked by 1 person. August 15, 2015 at 9:17 am.
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Ladies who lunch – alone. – violetonlineisonline
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On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. Ladies who lunch – alone. The other day I was stood up on a date. I’d met this guy at a friend’s house, we’d connected and laughed and the following week he invited me out for lunch. I said yes. He was bright, gorgeous and filled with potential. At the very least he could be a new friend. I’m patient with people who are late; I am often late myself. I’m not so patient with people who are very, very late. I told...
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Beware the man who uses Emoji. – violetonlineisonline
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On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. Beware the man who uses Emoji. I just got a message from a man who seems completely delicious and I can already feel the confetti being showered down upon us. The text went like this:. 8216;Hey, Violet. I’m Mark, 50, an artist. Divorced for three years, love the Blues, and would like to meet you.’. He’s perfect and it’s not the way he looks, what he does or the music he listens to. A good texter is a turn on.
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August 2015 – violetonlineisonline
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On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. On Poly whatever…. Ten ways we’re being fucked over. August 31, 2015. October 10, 2015. I had no plans this weekend. I wrote bad poetry, lazed around in sunbeams and read tons of glossy magazines. I struggled. Not with the heat or the haikus, but with the content. Cosmo Fair Lady. Woman and Home. Even Good Bloody Housekeeping. It’s like a time warp. Reading the same stuff that we’ve been reading for years. Ten ways to lose weight.
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To the Shade of Aleksandr Wat | Spectral Lyre
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The beauty of others. To the Shade of Aleksandr Wat. April 8, 2015. October 6, 2015. TO THE SHADE OF ALEKSANDR WAT. Newly arrived at infinity-which turned out to resemble an elongated, vastly improved Wolomin Street–he received, upon entering, a gift in the shape of Schumann’s music, bursting with rapture and chaos (the first movement of the first sonata for violin and piano as performed by two insufferable, but, we must concede, very gifted cherubim). 8211;Adam Zagajewski (from Eternal Enemies. And tagg...
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about our project | Spectral Lyre
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The beauty of others. 8220;Only in the beauty created. By others is there consolation…” (Adam Zagajewski). This online journal grew out of a months-long email engagement with the poetry of Adam Zagajewski. Tim Buck, Julie Shavin, and Jillian Parker consider his poems to be remarkable and exemplary, rooted as they are in tradition while conveying their unique aesthetic moods poems imbued with the high style. 5 thoughts on “ about our project. June 16, 2014 at 12:55 am. So you do not accept submissions?
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Poetics of Light — looking at a photographic artwork by Tatiana Nakova | Spectral Lyre
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The beauty of others. Poetics of Light — looking at a photographic artwork by Tatiana Nakova. February 7, 2015. June 12, 2016. Occasionally, I can be reconciled to the existence of space and ordinary substance. That process of reconciliation can take awhile when I find myself in a spatial and substantive mood. When I’m in a certain mood, I fret over space — how is it possible to be located, for the weird substance of. To be in a given place? Lake Lucerne: Bay of Uri from above Brunnen, 1842. Like Sebald,...
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Poet Andrew Bellon and the Eternal Season | Spectral Lyre
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The beauty of others. Poet Andrew Bellon and the Eternal Season. January 19, 2015. June 12, 2016. Time can even sort of stop. It idles, loiters. That causes whorls and eddies of eternity to happen around objects and souls. Small islands of infinite significance get established inside things and heads. The oddest thing about time, perhaps, is that it allows us openings onto poetical states. I don’t mean the word “time” here as a when or a what we might write; I mean it as a. Posted by Tim Buck. Please all...
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Four Poems by Clarissa Aykroyd | Spectral Lyre
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The beauty of others. Four Poems by Clarissa Aykroyd. January 13, 2015. June 12, 2016. Reading poems that have no aesthetic trace of melancholy, motion, or metaphysics is like being peppered in the face by handfuls of written gravel while being simultaneously bored to the edge of a yawning abyss. It’s quite the dissonant and unpleasant experience. Reading poems by London-based poet Clarissa Aykroyd is not an unpleasant experience. I recently stumbled across her fine blog The Stone and the Star. The voice...
