#documentary poetry

[afewwordstorestoretheblack]

Το σπίτι μας

Το σπίτι μας έχει τη μορφή του σώματος της μάνας μου. Εκείνη έχει μελανιά στο χέρι και στο σπίτι έχει σπάσει ένα ντουλάπι της κουζίνας. Η μελανιά της μάνας μου ξεθώριασε με τον καιρό. Το ντουλάπι στο σπίτι μαστορεύτηκε όπως όπως.

Ενίοτε το σπίτι μας έχει τη μορφή του σώματος του πατέρα μου. Εκείνος έχει γρατζουνιές στο πρόσωπο και στα χέρια, και στο σπίτι υπάρχουν σπασμένα γυαλιά στο πάτωμα.

Οι γρατζουνιές με το καιρό φεύγουν και τα σπασμένα γυαλιά κάποιος τα μαζεύει.

#greek poetry #documentary poetry #greek poem

[academiclaui]

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Através de uma abordagem documental interativa, pretendo versar sobre a temática da comunicação em tempos de crise, utilizando uma narrativa assente no conceito de documentary poetry.

O documentário que resultará desta pesquisa tem como intuito sensibilizar e preprarar o espectador para possíveis cenários de crise pelos quais possa vir a passar. Paralelamente, procuro explorar diferentes formas de produzir um documentário que se revele impactante e que promova a literacia desse mesmo tema.

#documentary poetry #interactive documentary #crisis communication

[sakeriver]

There’s a new episode of Keep the Channel Open this week, featuring poet Abby Minor! In our conversation, Abby and I talked about her new book, As I Said: A Dissent, reframing abortion stories, documentary poetry, art & activism, and American work culture.

You can subscribe to Keep the Channel Open in your favorite podcast app, or find the full episode, show notes, and transcript on the web at:

#poetry #podcast #book chat #ChannelOpenPod #Abby Minor #documentary poetry #abortion #reproductive justice #book podcast

[simmyfrobby]

― Fragment 149 from Sappho, trans. Anne Carson

Hockey Poetry Post 64/?

thank you @charleskachow ❤️

#yea so go watch that redwings documentary folks #fucks #steve yzerman #sergei fedorov #detroit red wings #hockey poetry posts #poetry archive

[mr-oscarwilde]

Happy birthday Wilfred Owen! (b. 18th March 1893) ↳  Know that since mid-September, when you still regarded me as a tiresome little knocker on your door, I held you as Keats + Christ + Elijah + my Colonel + my father-confessor + Amenophis IV in profile. What's that mathematically? In effect it is this: that I love you, dispassionately, so much, so very much, dear Fellow, that the blasting little smile you wear on reading this can't hurt me in the least. If you consider what the above Names have severally done for me, you will know what you are doing. And you have fixed my Life – however short. You did not light me: I was always a mad comet; but you have fixed me. I spun round you a satellite for a month, but I shall swing out soon, a dark star in the orbit where you will blaze.

#wilfred owen #siegfried sassoon #history #love letter #one of the most perfect letters #and everyone should watch this documentary #it is lovely #the pity of war: the loves and lives of the war poet #gay #matthew beard #morgan watkins #matthew is an amazing wilfred #!!! #<333 #my gifs #happy birthday wilfred! #ww1 #first world war #world war 1 #poetry #poet #quote

[ivyppoison]

pov: you’re a fifteen year old girl trying to figure out her identity & place in the world whilst also fighting her inner demons, writer’s block and impulses which may or may not get her sent to a mental asylum or prison ☆

#txt. #*moodboard #me.png #who is also obsessed w crime shows and documentaries #indie and horror movies & shows #grilled cheese & writing gore poetry

[juniper-girl]

The House Is Black خانه سیاه است (Forugh Farrokhzad, 1963)

#the house is black #Forugh Farrokhzad #iranian cinema #iranian documentary #poetry #iranian poetry

[chloeseyeliner]

my (very nice and cool aside from the story) professor today asked us, as an introduction to the next thing on syllabus, what our names were (it's very few of us there) and what we like in this life.

when my turn came, i told her i liked reading. she asked: "oh, that's great! what kind of books? do you like the mystery genre?", to which i replied: "not much, to be honest, haha; i actually prefer romance novels and historical fiction."

WHAT was i SUPPOSED to admit right there? that the gayer and more diverse in general the book the better? that i have read rwrb five-six times by now and every time i read dear thisbe, i wish there weren't a wall. love, pyramus, my throat feels tight all of the sudden? that i cry over poetry and i was one of the only people that read the iliad for fun after the school year ended when i was fourteen and get chills when consuming queer and poc history non-fiction books, or that i recommend books that shatter my heart and rip it right out of my chest with their bare, cold, bloody hands? hm?

(anyway, despite this fun fact thing combined with my social anxiety, she is actually such a wonderful professor, fucking finally if you ask me)

#thank god we were not many people in this classroom it was stressful lol #i am not going to say what the subject was for privacy reasons #university shenanigans #red white and royal blue #rwrb #books #the iliad #historical fiction #poetry #romance genre #also for a person who consumes so many historical facts or words that lead to facts through books and documentaries every day #i for sure remember shit #and i am actually truly ashamed of that #i could be a history nerd #but instead chose to be this and let school destroy my love for history forever lol #anyway #i hope it is not forever

[grokebaby]

Mewmew and Evilicus look at the night sky together.

Dark blue, dotted, lit by thousands of sparkly stars, covered in constellations like delicate lace. The moon, shining beside them with it's light so lonesome, yet amplified by the glitter around it, and fueled by the overlasting light of the sun.

"This is what made Mya want to do space travel in the first place. Ever since I was a little kitty, I looked nyout there with such awe. I've never recovered from it. It still takes my breath away!" Mewed the heroic one.

The dark lord, in turn, stands frozen. Indeed, their breath also taken away - but unlike in awe, it's caught hitched in their throat. It's wriggling like a caged snake in their lungs. The open vastness so dark and inviting, yet full of light. Full.. Of Stars - ones that function just like the one that could sear the demon's opened skin, if left to it's devices. The one that hangs over the earth with an oppressive heat. Stars like that one. Full of the lot of them.

The horror of it should almost be beautiful.

But it's not.

They take a step backwards, in stunned silence. But it's nothing. A hundred steps would be nothing. The same open sky would still engulf them. The open sky, so unbearably bleeding with light from it's dark flesh. It could fall. It could come absolutely, entirely crashing down, and there's nowhere to flee. It surrounds you. It suffocates you. Consumes you.

They attempt to take a step, and falter to their knees. The armor suddenly feels loose, and way too open around the demon. It should be tighter. It's not tight enough. It never will be, against all that.

"Nyevilicus?" the meow falls on deaf ears. Blood is too loud rushing through them.

Dizzy.

The world is sinking around them.

Too big.

Too many stars.

The cosmos will swallow you whole and the earth is it's plate.

The tips of their fingers grow cold and numb with anxiety, as blood pools on the back of the dark lord's head. Thudding. Like a countdown.

Thudding. The dark lord falls to the ground in weakness.

They only come to again, in the fuzzy staticky darkness, of Mewmews guest room. The world slowly returns back to surround Evilicus, along with all senses - carefully crawling back in like a snail out of it's shell. Their chest feels heavy, but fortunately, so does the darkness around them. Evilicus falls asleep from the exhaustion soon after.

Next time Mewmew looks at the night sky alone.

#Dark lord Evilicus #Mewmew Agricola #My writing #Poetry #Stars #My ocs #I just had this vivid idea of how differently these two would feel about the open night sky #Evilicus is more prone to anxiety these days due to... Well I mean it's not surprising probably.. #Existentialism is not good for Evie rn #Nobody show them space documentaries

[365filmsbyauroranocte]

Lady Lazarus (Sandra Lahire, 1991)  

#films watched in 2022 #Lady Lazarus #Sandra Lahire #short film #siete #1991 #poetry #Sylvia Plath #colour #red #documentary #experimental film #experimental cinema #hands #crossfades #cross dissolves #double exposure #ouija #magic #money #blue #cars

[peculiarcharlotte]

the boy in striped pajamas: my sentiments

rating: 9.8/10

warnings: spoilers ahead + emotional damage (be prepared)

this was in my bucket list for quite some time, and i’ve only gone around to watching it a few days ago. to be frank, i’m still recovering, and i’ll probably never truly recover from this drastically touching cinematic masterpiece.

bruno was the son of an auschwitz’s commandant who moved his family to the countryside for work duties. in my eyes, bruno’s character was so beautifully human. unbothered by the atrocities currently happening, he remains curious and compassionate within his little bubble of innocence. he questions unashamedly, about the strange horrid smell coming from the “farm's” chimneys, (from the burning of jews), about the numbers on shmuel’s so-called pajamas (a jewish boy whom he had befriended).

unfortunately, purity never sustains in our blood-wrenched world. in the end, bruno’s death was a karmic result of the nazi regime, and his father’s ignorance and failure to protect him. it saddens me deeply knowing he died believing his father was a rightful man. he died thinking he’d find shmuel’s father in the concentration camps. he died so unknowingly. what breaks me the most, was he died gripping the hands of his beloved friend, shmuel, inside that gas chamber. i’m not lying when if i tell you i cried for three hours straight after this movie. it’s infuriating, knowing this wasn’t just made-up, stuff like this has happened, and honestly, they’re still happening! how could anyone let these children be stripped away of their humanity and futures like this? how does ethnic identity completely decide your social mobility? how is it justifiable in any way for genocide to even be worshipped?

therefore it’s such a provoking thought knowing if we could just entirely eradicate everything we’ve known about something and approach it through our intrinsic nature, perhaps we would've been so much more connected to our roots: to merge into a mere species, the human race. sometimes i wonder if current and past societies removed all the societal structures, the ingrained bigotries and biases within themselves, would racism and exclusion of marginalized groups ever exist in the first place? would i be able to kiss a person without the fear of being discriminated against? would the gender wars between man and woman become an incomprehensible notion? would we be able to finally collectively strive for the common greater good? would the generation of our offspring still have to worry about whether they’re going to be competent enough for the work market? so many questions and none can be answered. so many voices and none were heard. so many potentials, but none fulfilled.

overall, the film articulately depicts the true horrors of war and the tragic consequences it enforces. every scene was so raw, so full of emotions and authenticity. i would watch this again, probably just to feel something, even if i might be more emotionally damaged from being reminded of the devasting aftermath of bruno and shmuel’s forbidden comradeship.

#the boy in the striped pajamas #film review #love this movie #war crimes #auschwitz #gas chamber #jewish #writing #essay writing #essay #things to think about #literary analysis #sad movies #war movies #documentary #books #bookblr #writeblr #poets and writers #writerscommunity #creative writing #poetry #emotional #emotions #life #movies #movie review #moviegifs #cinema #cinematography

[acaciapines]

rereading 20020 bc of course i am and. i just love nine okay.

#17776 #20020 #nine 17776 #ten 17776 #chatter #ITS JUST SO GOOD OKAY this story means EVERYTHING to me #like the story. the themes. the characters #the way it is TOLD if i can ever make something even half as good #just. god. i love all of jon bois stuff i watch all his documentaries on secret base #and like i know NOTHING about sports i did not come from a sports family none of this was passed down to me #and yet every single time his stuff gets me okay. and im like. yeah. yeah i get it. #its just. the stories. the land. the way its all happened before and will again #like idk which chapter it is but when nick and manny do the throw with the train #and how its like a train that ran that EXACT same route and its like #these are! football fields! arbitrarily stretched out to the us borders! #there should not be such poetry in it AND YET #literally i think juice has a line about it somewhere idk what it is just #its art without an artist. and it IS it really is #god. i tear up every time at that video. the way nick uses his obt so manny doesnt have to #the way the camera follows the train #the way every other team takes the bate and im like #nobody else is doing it like 17776 and 20020! nobody!!!! #and im like. this is it. this is what its about #these are the stories we can tell. the stories that are possible to tell #this is such a fundamental part of me AS IM SURE IS OBVIOUS #GOT A WHOLE ESSAY IN THE TAGS HERE #sometimes i think about how i was there when these were both posting #and im like. no matter what else has happened in my life #it was worth it bc i get to live in a world where stories like this exist #and will continue to be worth it bc they will continue to exist. and one day im gonna read the next part

[little-cereal-draws]

In the clearing stands a boxer

And a fighter by his trade

And he carries the reminders

of every glove that laid him down

or cut him till he cried out

in his anger and his shame

"I am leaving, I am leaving."

But the fighter still remains

Lyrics: The Boxer by Simon and Garfunkel Screenshots: Civilizations, Season 1, Episode 2 "How Do We Look?"

#i know this is different from the art i usually make but i was watching this documentary for my art history class and this part got me #the idea of never stopping fighting -no matter how hard it is no matter if the odds are all against you- until you win made me cry #depression is a bitch #art #art history #ancient greece #ancient rome #ancient art #sculpture #statutes #simon and garfunkel #poetry

[garadinervi]

Poésie Action: variations sur Bernard Heidsieck, Edited by Bernard Blistène, a.p.r.e.s éditions / Centre national des arts plastiques (Cnap), Paris, 2014 [Fondazione Bonotto, Molvena (VI)]

Contributors: Bernard Blistène, Jean-Pierre Bobillot, Olivier Cadiot, Laurent Cauwet, Anne-James Chaton, Paul-Armand Gette, John Giorno, Bernard Heidsieck, Françoise Janicot, Arnaud Labelle-Rojoux, Jean-Jacques Lebel, Richard Martel, and Michèle Métail

DVD: Bernard Heidsieck: La poésie en action, (56'), Directed by Anne Laure Chambosier and Philippe Franck

#graphic design #art #poetry #visual poetry #sound poetry #performance #dvd #video #documentary #book #cover #book cover #catalogue #catalog #bernard heidsieck #bernard blistène #anne laure chambosier #philippe franck #a.p.r.e.s éditions #centre national des arts plastiques #2010s

[fuckingwhateverdude]

10.21.22

#drunk obviously #watching the toni morrison documentary thinking things #my writing #my writing tag #poetry #prose #alcohol #substance abuse #alcohol abuse #alcohol tw #childhood trauma #original prose #spilled ink #bipolar disorder #mental illness

[jordanching-blog]

We are working on our first film, El Turista Imaginario! It takes place in Trinidad de Cuba and is about Luis Martinez, a poet who travels the world through his mind and his pen but has never been further than 100 miles from his hometown.

Luis is unlike anyone I’ve ever met and Cuba is unlike a place I’ve ever been. It’s my first time putting together a feature length film and it’s like piecing together a giant puzzle. I fuckin love it!!

Will be posting more updates on the process here!

#film #film photography #documentary #cuba #photography #poetry #travel #storytelling