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I drink to the wreck of our life together,
and the pain of living alone.
I drink to the loneliness we shared—
my dear, I drink to you.I drink to the trick of a mouth that betrayed me,
to the eyes and the look that lied.
I drink to the terrible world we inhabit
and to God, who never replied.Anna Akhmatova -
A Copse of Trees, 1508
red chalk on paper
height: 191 mm / width: 153 mm
Such simple natural drawings by Leonardo da Vinci…they remind me of the way a Wordsworth poem feels.
Storm over a valley in the foothills of the Alps, 1506
Red Chalk on Paper
height 200 mm / width 150mm
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Posted on April 30, 2012 via art chart with 2,692 notes
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The images are created by shattering porcelain figurines from a height of 9.8 feet, the pieces photographed just as they hit the ground.
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Posted on April 29, 2012 via TAP with 775 notes
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I love you ee cummings
Posted on April 29, 2012 via NZAfro with 1,415 notes
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VIRGINITY IS A SOCIAL CONSTRUCT
Virginity:
- is sexist
- is heteronormative
- commodifies sex
- commodifies young cis-het white women
- contributes to rape culture
- contributes to slut-shaming
- erases queer folk
- erases transfolk
- frames a woman’s worth as inversely proportional to the number of dicks that have been inside her
THIS
can we get rid of the myth of sexual purity please and thank youuu~~*~*
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Things are happening so well the past few days
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“It was a real pleasure to judge the first-ever ‘jubilat Makes A Chapbook’ contest,” said Gizzi. “I was very impressed with both the quality and the variety of work I read, and it was difficult to pick a winner. Out of the pool of finalists, Chase Berggrun’s manuscript Discontent and Its Civilizations stood out to me for its consistency, the inventiveness of its lines, and its direct yet oblique address.”
Peter fucking Gizzi.
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When asked to say something about myself I talked of Mayakovsky, who was my God.
Mine too.
Boris Pasternak (via twodogsdead)
Posted on April 25, 2012 via Two Dogs Dead with 10 notes
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online chapbook of really quite incredible osip mandelshtam translations
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Past one o’clock. You must have gone to bed.
The milky way streams silver through the night.
I’m in no hurry; with lightning telegrams
I have no cause to wake or trouble you.
And, as they say, the incident is closed.
Love’s boat has smashed against the daily grind.
Now you and I are quits. Why bother then
To balance mutual sorrows, pains and hurts.
Behold what quiet settles on the world.
Night wraps the sky in tribute from the stars.
In hours like this, one rises to address,
The ages, history, and all creation.Vladimir Mayakovsky’s suicide poem <3 <3 -
Posted on April 25, 2012 via Heart of Gold and Hard as Nails with 765 notes
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Whichever stone you lift –
you lay bare
those who need the protection of stones:
naked,
now they renew their entwinement.Whichever tree you fell –
you frame
the bedstead where
souls are stayed once again,
as if this aeon too
did not
tremble.Whichever word you speak–
you owe to
destruction.– Paul Celan
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Against Kitsch: Paul Celan: Todtnauberg
Arnica, eyebright, the
draft from the well with the
starred die above it,in the
hut,- whose name did the book
register before mine? -,
the line inscribed
in that book about
a hope, today,
of a thinking man’s
coming
word
in the heart,woodland sward, unlevelled,
orchid and…Celan scholars (and myself) are rather obsessed with this one poem and this one interaction between Heidegger and Celan.
Posted on April 23, 2012 via Against Kitsch with 4 notes
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someday
i’ll find that one special girl who is really turned on by insecure over-eager skinny lugubrious writer-types.
no i won’t!
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i am an asshole
but I feel that it happens, and I am tortured
