#and that poem was cited

[menemennpastirma]

I see humans but no humanity.

#quote #quotes #cite #citation #citations #wisequotes #word #words #wisewords #saying #poems #poetry #banksy #streetart

[maybe-itsforthebest]

laugh until you gasp for air. make your younger self proud. go to your favorite artist's show in the summer heat and thrash until the tears roll down your face. you're there. in that moment. how many times in your life can you say you've done that? cried for an hour straight because life is so beautiful, that every light in the stadium is a waving hand there for the same reason. look at your friends while they laugh, really look at them. tear up because out of everywhere in the world, they choose to be here with you. look at them, really look at them. even in the moments you're upset with them, because that's what happens sometimes when you love someone, and decide to love them anyway. find out that that's a lot easier than you think it is. hope they think that too. feel what the earth has to offer, it really does help. feel the breeze. bike into the sunset. watch the deer run through the forest. life will still be beautiful and waiting for you, no matter how many times you question it.

#citing the eras tour as this week's reason to keep going #thanks taylor #poetry #spilled ink #spilled thoughts #journal #quotes #mental health #poem #life quotes #literature #dark academia #poems on tumblr #poets on tumblr #thoughts #words #prose #spilled poetry #existentialism #aesthetic #inspiring quotes #motivation #original post #maybe-itsforthebest

[thegodwhocums]

My heart is moved by all I cannot save: so much has been destroyed

I have to cast my lot with those who age after age, perversely,

with no extraordinary power, reconstitute the world.

– Adrienne Rich, excerpt of "Natural Resources," from The Dream of a Common Language, 1977

#this is not a fan blog for #adrienne rich #she was cited by both Leslie Feinberg and Janice Raymond which is. a lot. #but I keep thinking of this poem when things get bad in the world #and it helps #poetry #hope #despair #gotta kick at the darkness til it bleeds daylight #climate crisis

[canonicallyanxious]

“do you understand the violence it took to be this gentle?”

1. Unfinished Duet | Richard Siken // 2. Duplex | Jericho Brown // 3. The Green Bar | Salman Toor // 4. (Suicide Letter in) Parts, 2010 | Natalie Wee // 5. The Thirty Names of Night | Zeyn Joukhadar // 6. Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? | Jeanette Winterson // 7. The Reunion | Salman Toor // 8. The Book of Delights | Ross Gay

#tenderness #web weaving #not me staying up late poring over my books and poetry as my sunday night funtime activity #couldnt figure out a way to cite the collections i found these poems in that i liked but: #1. crush 2. the tradition 4. our bodies and other fine machines #5 6 and 8 are all prose #its all excellent highly recommend

[mpregbillypilgrim]

i know it's my fault for taking a class from the east asian studies department. but like in the first or second class the guy i ended up sitting next to (the one who always noticed something weird about me) said like "do you think the prof selected poems narrated by women because she's a woman". and then today another guy was wearing the che guevara beret and talking to his buddy in class like "yeah the ideology sucks but you gotta admit the style is killer! like for german officers" which is ignorant on sooo many levels. anyways i miss my sociology classes where we talk about marxist theories and. the validity of women's perspectives. as actual discoveries & facts (respectively). i'm losing the point i'm trying to make here. edgy centrism bad ig

#those poems were (probably) not even written by women dhdlskf please let the prof pick poems she wants to talk about!! motherfucker #like she has much more knowledge on chinese literature than you do she probably picked poems that are often studied & cited etc #on the brain

[aeide-thea]

read an old astolat fic i hadn’t read before & realized: the problem i had with it was the same problem i had with caroline stevermer’s a college of magics a million years ago now, & the same problem i had with gideon the ninth much more recently, & the same problem i’m sure i’ve had with a hundred other books i’m forgetting & will have with a hundred more, because authors do so love this particular sleight of hand & really i do too, when the pieces come slotting magically belatedly together in a way that actually convinces me—

id est, the fifth-act ‘they love each other for real and true after all, and all the play at indifference or even resentment was just a screen over the real hot feeling released at last, flooding out like tears or piss or blood or spend, whatever says real raw life to you—’ reveal where all the legerdemain falls away at last to show the characters’ real attitude towards each other, and all the ambiguities get recast in a blaze of shining clarity—

except that half the time, or honestly probably more than half, it ends up feeling to me like—the author’s been too busy reveling in their own cleverness to actually bother constructing a proper road under my feet, for me to shuffle along even in darkness, so i’m not there with them and i can’t get there in time and the armor is falling away to reveal—nothing at all, an empty carapace with no human or heart in it after all—

or, okay, i’m obviously having fun spooling out my imagery there but more prosaically i just do think—a lot of the time i just fundamentally don’t agree with authors about the amount of scaffolding that’s necessary for a real rapturous serious connection to feel plausible, and like, maybe that makes me a product of fanfiction culture where feelings get so much screentime most of the time, i’ve gotten spoiled by it; but isn’t it equally possible some authors are relying a little lazily on the sort of structural cues that say, we’ve reached the denouement, it’s time for love to stand in the light of day at long last like aragorn and arwen in the movie, so if we slot characters into those roles who are prominent enough the cadence will do the rest of the work to make the thing feel conclusive, like we’re in a mediocre ada limón poem that has nothing really revelatory to say but sure knows how to sound like it does…?

#bookblogging #it’s fine if any of the things i’ve cited here DO work for you personally‚ obviously! #but like. you see this shit in movies all the time and there it’s even more obviously We Know It’s a Love Story So They Must Be in Love #and in the SFF i’ve cited it’s a little less obvious bc there are a lot of other plot pieces in play #but like. if you want that emotional throughline to carry us up and out—it can’t drop us #we have to be in the palm of its hand carried along even when we didn’t know we were‚ like that stupid christian ‘footprints’ poem #otherwise it’s just a baffled hollowness instead of a warmth

[malibu-mark-the-seagull]

*holds out a spoonful* some chaos, kids. pt 4

how far backwards can you bend? now reach forward, please extend your fingers to your toes paint this clock with paint that glows,  we’ll dress you up in satin bows you look a treat,  give us a twirl.  how attached are you to your nose? 

it’s not too bad, i suppose  but really, dear, we chose you so you have to be the best, your nose rather ruins the flair we’re crafting, which really isn’t fair to us, after all the time and care (and money) we spent to bring you here.

#i am bad at tagging #original poem #poets on tumblr #spoken poetry #original poetry #chaos #the stupendium #just citing them as my inspo at this point #yippee

[tiktaaliker]

still convinced that poetry is a sort of thing that is so so so intimate and personal. and no im not just talking about writing poetry im specifically talking about reading or hearing it or whatever.

i hold the belief that everyone has at least one poem that is Their Poem and people who dont like poetry at all have simply not found Their Poem yet.

i think that every single person alive has a certain combination of words that if strung together in a specific order will make them just start gnashing their teeth like a wild animal

and maybe you havent found Your Poem and maybe you think poetry as a whole isnt really your jazz and thats cool thats fine. but i still think one day you are going to find Your Poem.

and sometimes its an actual poem written by some guy who calls themself a poet but sometimes its a sentence thrown out in an otherwise innocuous conversation or read a line written in pen on the walls of a fucking subway or whatever and it changes you permanently. sometimes for the worse. and thats great i think

#howling #and yes My Poem is the waste land by t s elliot #speak to me. why do you never speak. speak #what are you thinking of? what thinking? what? #i never know what you are thinking. think #i think we are in rats alley where the dead men lost their bones #but anyways there are so many poems that people cite as being particularly profound that i just. do not get at all #but this fucking monster? i feel it etched into my very dna #anyways. i have so many thoughts about poetry in general and the waste land specifically love and light on planet earth <3

[coquelicoq]

The Four Placid Seas are as wide as the years are long. A wild goose flies over a pond, leaving behind a voice in the wind. A man passes through this world, leaving behind a name.

-poem recurring throughout Ken Liu's Dandelion Dynasty series

#the dandelion dynasty #ken liu #poetry #not sure how to cite this because it recurs throughout the series #i had a page number written down for one instance of it but overwrote it and tumblr autosaved before i could undo it 😅 #(i know no one on tumblr cares about citing things but i care lol) #but anyway it shows up a couple times per book i think #my initial reaction to it was like okay whatever not really my thing #but at some point a switch was flipped and i was like. holy shit what an incredible poem #i think because of the way he would cite it and the contexts in which it would appear #it brought meaning to the images that i had not known to ascribe to it at first #and now it seems so obvious. profound yet simple. the makings of a classic #my posts

[koreantraditionalmungbeanpancake]

눈물 위에서 피는 smile, 다시 펼쳐질 순간과。

{a smile that blooms from my tears, a moment that will unfold again}

THURSDAY’S CHILD HAS FAR TO GO, TOMORROW X TOGETHER。

#tomorrow x together #txt beomgyu #txt huening kai #txt taehyun #txt yeonjun #txt soobin #thursday’s child #i apologise for the low quality on yeonjuns gif tumblr doesn’t like large gifs #i also wasn’t sure if i had to cite the poem bc it’s a traditional nursery rhyme. it’s called mondays child #considering doing a multi-group version of this

[fideidefenswhore]

After 1536 the only bard to comment on affairs of state with any regularity was Lewys Morgannwg, who as unofficial poet laureate continued to praise Henry for his imperial qualities as the heir of Brutus and a second Charlemagne, and (in an allusion to the laws of 1534) for disciplining the unruly Welsh for their own good. The opportunistic poet who before the break with Rome had honoured the monastic vocation in an ode to the abbot of Neath now commended the king for suppressing the corrupt monasteries, and yet he did not entirely abandon his attachment to the traditional faith. After the fall of Anne Boleyn, who is held responsible for promoting the 'new religion', Lewys denounced her as a second Alice Rowena, whose corruption had betrayed the kingdom of the Britons in 'the treachery of the long knives.' In the same poem the king is urged to prefer local men before Englishmen of low breeding to high offices, for the sake of security and contentment of the realm.

British Consciousness and Identity: The Making of Britain, 1533-1707, edited by Brendan Bradshaw, Peter Roberts

#julia fox cited this poem as proof he was a supporter of coa/mary during anne's queenship... #i traced it to its original source and found that this wasn't the case; it was in keeping with the #government line in the wake of her downfall. and in keeping with expectation of what would result #i mean like it's not impossible that he was and used the new circumstances to reveal that #but if he was he kept it covert until the opportune moment; it wasn't thus really a poem of 'rebellion' against royal status quo / law #as she claimed. supporting hviii at that juncture was generally in conflict with supporting those in opposition to him . #granted that was 2007 and it didn't come up in HTF . so. advances . #*2012. whoops #from what i understand of prof gwynedd parry's summary of the poem as well #he also believes it was not published until 1536 ...and does not seem to believe its subtext was the promote princess mary #but rather to appoint welshment to position of high offices. granted that his summary was published 2019... #so idt that's what she was referencing. #*the promotion

[menemennpastirma]

The world will not be destroyed by those who do evil, but by those who watch them without doing anything.

~ Albert Einstein

#quote #quotes #cite #citation #citations #wisequotes #word #words #wisewords #saying #poems #poetry #palestine #israel #gaza

[ghostwise]

Mi madre me contó que yo lloré en su vientre. A ella le dijeron: tendrá suerte. Alguien me habló todos los días de mi vida al oído, despacio, lentamente. Me dijo: ¡vive, vive, vive! Era la muerte.

Del mito, Jaime Sabines

#matacuervos #it's that poem gdt cites as part of his inspiration for pinocchio #it has me in a chokehold help-

[willandmichael]

every time i see someone say "[blank] is not meant to be analyzed, it's not that deep" i die a little bit inside

#byler #listen here.. i'm not taking literature classes in college for nothing 😭 #one of my professors literally spent 30mins talking about two lines of a poem???? #we had to choose a scene from a movie he assigned us and write a two page essay about it??? citing other papers??? #if u are illiterate just say that :/

[lambs-in-flight]

as sweet as it is to get scraps of poetry here, I wonder if removing lines from their wider context is actually a terrible thing to do

#🌤 #I mean like it’s not world ending but I have seen some things cited as love poems that are about colonial resistance etc #like what does it mean for a mostly white audience to decontextualize that very specific pain to fit their own heartbreak #(we know what it means)

[majestativa]

her hands her eyes her cheeks her hair her nose her throat her tears the planets the side curtains drawn and the transparent sky hidden behind the grill – the oil lamps and the little hidden bells of the sugared canaries between the figs the milk bowl of feathers, snatched from every laugh.

Pablo Picasso, Pablo Picasso (Critical Lives), on Dora Maar

#Spanish #Pablo Picasso #Dora Maar #Wouldn't have cited the bastard; were it not for Dora. #A mediocre poem matching his mediocre soul.