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sweatermuppet · 1 year
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from pink room by richie hofmann, published in a hundred lovers
[Text ID: I love you because you can’t be destroyed by love; we are immune to one another: /End ID]
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cntarella · 1 year
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Eros enters, where shame had lived. Pale sun, then morning. How easily the earth closes its cavities.
Richie Hofmann, "One Another" from A Hundred Lovers
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rastronomicals · 2 years
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3:26 AM EDT June 17, 2022:
Timbuk 3 - "Looks Like Dark To Me" From the album A Hundred Lovers (1995)
Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm
Hard not to see this as a sardonic requiem for a career that looked promising cashwise after the success of "The Future's So Bright" nine years previous. And maybe for a marriage, too.
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aaknopf · 3 days
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We asked Richie Hofmann, author of the sexy collection A Hundred Lovers, to choose a poem by one of his Knopf forebears. He came back within minutes with J. D. McClatchy’s “Late Night Ode.” Richie writes, “I adore McClatchy’s poem, a wry and witty tribute to middle age and the middle of the night—‘It’s over, love’ the perfect opening—which fights back its precise and beautifully rendered breakup song to reveal something romantic, lush, and unforgettable. Even after love is gone, the poet reminds us, we’re still reaching for it through the ‘bruised, unbalanced waves.’”
Late Night Ode
It’s over, love. Look at me pushing fifty now,      Hair like grave-grass growing in both ears, The piles and boggy prostate, the crooked penis,      The sour taste of each day’s first lie,
And that recurrent dream of years ago pulling      A swaying bead-chain of moonlight, Of slipping between the cool sheets of dark      Along a body like my own, but blameless.
What good’s my cut-glass conversation now,      Now I’m so effortlessly vulgar and sad? You get from life what you can shake from it?      For me, it’s g and t’s all day and CNN.
Try the blond boychick lawyer, entry level      At eighty grand, who pouts about the overtime, Keeps Evian and a beeper in his locker at the gym,      And hash in tinfoil under the office fern.
There’s your hound from heaven, with buccaneer      Curls and perfumed war-paint on his nipples. His answering machine always has room for one more      Slurred, embarrassed call from you-know-who.
Some nights I’ve laughed so hard the tears      Won’t stop. Look at me now. Why now? I long ago gave up pretending to believe      Anyone’s memory will give as good as it gets.
So why these stubborn tears? And why do I dream      Almost every night of holding you again, Or at least of diving after you, my long-gone,      Through the bruised unbalanced waves?
More on this book and author:
Learn more about Plundered Hearts by J. D. McClatchy and A Hundred Lovers by Richie Hofmann.
Browse other books by J. D. McClatchy and follow Richie Hofmann on Instagram @richiehof.
See Richie Hofmann in conversation with fellow poets Willard Spiegelman, Michael Dickman, and Deborah Landau at the Montclair Literary Festival on April 27. The “Becoming a Poet” panel begins at 1:45 pm in University Hall on the campus of Montclair State University.  
Hear Richie Hofmann join Kevin Young on The New Yorker's Poetry Podcast to read “Twilight,” by Henri Cole, and his own poem “French Novel.”
Visit our Tumblr to peruse poems, audio recordings, and broadsides in the Knopf poem-a-day series.
To share the poem-a-day experience with friends, pass along this link.
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braisedhoney · 10 months
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so this is basically the whole space trip thing right.
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mattodore · 4 months
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he's waiting on a call he's planning to send straight to voicemail
#sorry matthias </3 maybe he'll pick up the next time you try calling............ <- me when i lie#river dipping#ts4#ts4 edit#gifs#theodore doe#echthroi#hi friends and lovers hope everyone's doing well <3#i got my old laptop to work so i have a laptop again even if the battery on it is messed up#but still#i haven't been online much bc i've started getting dizzy from staring at computer/phone screens for too long#and in particular the act of scrolling either on mobile or desktop makes my head spin and my eyes hurt :/#but i powered through it yesterday so i could get in game with theo (and matthias) since i missed him really bad... oc plague be upon ye#i took... well. like five hundred screenshots and forty videos... i was in the soup. the mattodore soup. what can i say?#i don't like posting too much on here bc. i'm crazy (<- has avpd) so i probably won't post much from yesterday's fun here#but i'll post whatever i want on pillowfort <3 pic of jerma holding out his hand captioned let's take mattodore together#what else should i say before leaving... right my inbox... well i'll get to it eventually <- have been saying this since october sorry#but okay i've been staring at my screen too long so i need to go lay down for a bit#enjoy theo in motion!! if you’re a theo-head like myself#theodite à la jermamite? hm. its in the works. i’m workshopping.#mentioning jerma twice in these tags… busting a cyanide pill onto my tongue i’ve said too much#i have to go now mwah mwah mwah bye warmth and love to you mwah
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leafyduckwebs · 7 days
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I'm already seeing people fight over whether we're "allowed" to ship Peruere and Clervie....
Guys you do know that you can grow up alongside another child and not see them as a sibling right? And that children can have crushes? And that children grow up to be adults who can then develop romantic feelings? Right? Right?
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profoundbondfanfic · 3 months
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Five Hundred Miles
Five Hundred Miles by thatpeculiarone (@imthatpeculiarone) Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 6k
Dean Winchester and Cas Novak, along with their friend Charlie Bradbury, have been close friends since sixth grade. Growing up only a couple of streets apart, they were as close as most friends could be. However after years together for middle school, high school and college, Cas ends up moving away to Denver, just when a new stage of their lives was about to begin. Cas is miserable in Denver, missing the life he had back in Lawrence. However, when he realised that he was in love with his best friend, his male best friend, he knew he couldn't stay. There was no way Dean would ever be in love with him... right? However, when Cas awakes to a missed call and voicemail from his friend, he realises that what he perceived wasn't quite as accurate as he thought. So, he begins the five hundred mile journey home.
I will say it time and time again, our fandom is the luckiest, because somehow we got all the best writers out of it. It doesn’t matter if the fic is over 100k or, like this one, less than 10, our writers always manage to give every fic their all, proven once again by Five Hundred Miles. 
This short story is worthy of a Pinefest, in my humble opinion, the way the author packs in Cas’s pining, and even though it’s told from Cas’s POV, a healthy dose of Dean’s pining too, told cleverly though the voicemail Dean left for Cas. A good Cas POV is nothing to sleep on, and this author manages one of my favorites in this short, but so good fic. Don’t miss this one! 
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carlyraejepsans · 1 month
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scientists have invented a new hard drug called "finding old anti-soriel posts where the notes have multiple people who follow me and now enjoy soriel themselves" and brother i must be a fish the way i'm hooked on it
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sentientsky · 5 months
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Prince of Hell Crowley my beloved
(bonus crack fem!SupremeArchangelAziraphale below the cut <3)
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vantesa · 9 months
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aziracrow as yearning/longing love
references, by order: (kierston white — the chaos of stars; welcome to the night vale: ep 100, toast; czeslaw milosz — new and collected poems; taylor swift — the lakes)
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Voldemort tended to push Harry a little too far - give the monster an inch and he’d take a mile - but that wasn’t anything new.
Harry never took a shove lying down and became reckless, heedless. Red touches yellow, kills a fellow, they say, but all Harry saw was a snake — and a snake is a snake is a snake.
Warning signs on his skin - in those eyes - or not, Harry was playing a game with a beast that bites and he had the anti-venom in the shape of a lightning bolt etched into his forehead.
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cntarella · 1 year
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He sings and speaks with the voice of a priest, father, or devil.
Richie Hofmann, from “German Cities,” A Hundred Lovers (2022)
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rastronomicals · 9 days
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7:51 PM EDT April 17, 2024:
Timbuk 3 - "Born To Be Wild" From the album A Hundred Lovers (1995)
Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm
File under: MacDonalds
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idk how people in my life keep being surprised by the fact i am an environmentalist first and an animal lover second. we should cull the feral cats, dogs, mustangs, declare open season on deer, and reintroduce natural predators to the environment. sorry that y'all love ecological devastation but i'm built different
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laninasinamor · 1 year
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Let me break this down for you since ur having trouble understanding 😊.
It’s called ENEMIES-to-lovers for a reason. They begin as ENEMIES. Circumstances arise to which characters are forced to work together and in doing so they begin to talk, understand, learn more about each other, etc. Through this they find common ground and develop a STRONGER, DEEPER CONNECTION. And yes, eventually fall in love. This is a typical trope of etl.
I’m not even sure if it’s in the movie that Namor gives a kill order to the guards or if the guards themselves decide it best to kill Shuri. The point is IT DOESNT MATTER BC NAMOR AND SHURI ARE NOT ANYTHING TO EACH OTHER YET.
They only had a short amount of time to learn about each other. Yes, he gave her a dress. Yes, he gave her his mother’s bracelet. That was when he hoped for her trust. For her alliance. (he kinda did wanna go to war with the surface world and he had his reasons but you know how his methods are not very diplomatic. and she tried to reason with him 🤷‍♀️)
Namor is the one who fell hard I think. And the killing of his children was really an unfortunate catalyst for this conflict between Talokan and Wakanda.
But ppl like this ^^ on twitter are just ignorant of what they can’t understand 😙
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