#mary reufle

[ailbey]

- Mary Reufle “The Cart.”

#quotes #poetry #love #spilled ink #writing #feelings #Mary Reufle

[dactylicreveries]

Hands are unbearably beautiful. They hold on to things, they let things go.

- Mary Reufle

#dark academia #aesthetic #poetries #pinterest #books aesthetic #light acamedia #fall in love #only you #still in love #being alone #dark acadamia quotes #dark acadamia aesthetic #holding hands #Hands #beauty #june quotes #june #Mary reufle

[tiredofsatansbullshit]

Jason Todd and Bruce Wayne

Lyra Wren // Batman Annual #25 // Origin Story - Desiree Dallagiacomo // Batman Annual #25 // And My Father's Love was Nothing Next To God's Will - Amatullah Bourdon // Batman #424 // User: petrichara // Batman #683 // Family Line - Conan Gray // Batman: Under the Red Hood // The Pain Scale - Eula Biss // Batman: Under the Red Hood // Woodtangle - Mary Reufle // Red Hood and the Outlaws V2 #24 // Someday I'll Love Ocean Vuong - Ocean Vuong // Red Hood and the Outlaws V1 #19 // Georges Bataille // Red Hood and the Outlaws V2 #25 // The Sun Is Also A Star - Nicola Yoon // Task Force Z #6 // Episode 100 - Just Roll With It // Batman and Robin V2 #20

#web weaving #webweaving #web weave #on fathers and sons #specifically #jason todd and bruce wayne #they're so so tragic #i'm always sad about them #my first attempt at this #well #first attempt at a long web weave #jason todd #bruce wayne #red hood #batman #robin jason #dc #batfam #batfamily #fathers and sons

[mehreenkhan]

The heart is the toughest part of the body. Tenderness is in the hands.

(from Carolyn Forché's The Country Between Us)

Hands are unbearably beautiful. They hold on to things. They let things go.

- Mary Reufle -

Take my hands in your hands, teach me to remember, teach me not to remember.

(from H.D.'s piece, "Helen in Egypt")

My hands wanted to touch your hands because we had hands.

(from Frank Bidart's poem, In the Western Light)

We held hands.

I was wondering what it would be like to have a home of your own where you could come and go, where people would be welcome, where you would never be frightened again.

-Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal

Holding Hands- A Love Language

#holding hands #a love language #dark academia #mehreen khan #desi #desiblr #desi academia #desi aesthetic #hands #light academia #desi tumblr #desi culture #desi tag #desi dark academia #desi teen #moodboard #dark moodboard #hands moodboard #hands aesthetic #henna #mary ruefle #The country between us #helen in egypt #jeanette winterson #frank bidart

[maddieisnotreal]

it lingers for your whole life by katie maria (heavensghost on tumblr) // origin story by desireé dallagiacomo // art by becca stadtlander // seven - taylor swift // jasmine R, untitled // cut by catherine lacey // woodtangle by mary reufle // cardigan - taylor swift // mouthful of forevers by clementine von radics

#on fathers #webweaving #web weave #web weaving #parallels #poetry compilation #compilation #comparisons #taylor swift #lyrics #quotes #art

[raayllum]

—Woodtangle by Mary Reufle

#tdp soren #tdp #mage fam #tdpedit #the dragon prince #sorenedit #morally ambiguous fam #my edits #graphics #arc 1 #arc 2 #s1 #s3 #soren #just in a sad soren sort of mood i suppose #switched the ordering of the sentences around a bit bc i wanted the peak tragedy y'know?

[exitwound]

image / vampire money by mcr / hot dr pepper / la brea tar pits / image / "on twilight" - mary reufle / @calamitysong (nov 6, 2022)

#z #zx #my comp

[saltbind]

1x20 dead man's blood | homer’s odyssey (2017), foreword by emily wilson | woodtangle by mary reufle | home 1x09 | house proud by amelia gray | the handmaid's tale by margaret atwood | 1x01 pilot

dean and john

#my post #dean winchester #john winchester #this ain't deanjohn i do not ship it but you could read it that way ig #my edit

[fleshyautonomouscomplex]

Mary Reufle’s Cry Logs 

[haljathefangirlcat]

I don't want to add all of this under the post I took this pic from, because I'm going to get nitpicky and long-winded and it would probably get really annoying for OP... and also because this is the "are you saying we piss on the poor" website, so someone would inevitably think I'm hating on either OP or Mary Reufle. Which I'm not, btw. I think the passage above says something really beautiful and tragic about humanity, and I'm thankful to OP for posting it, otherwise I might have never read it.

But it does remind me of a stupid pet peeve I've been trying to ignore since people on Tumblr started debating whether asexual sailors would be safe from the lure of sirens and other people started replying that, hey! Sirens in Greek mythology, especially the Odyssey, don't lure sailors by offering sex! They lure them by offering them what they desire! Which might be sex for some, but might be just some really great pasta for others!

... again, to avoid another obvious "we piss on the poor" moment: no, I don't actually have anything serious against jokes, thought exercises, and stories in that vein. Ace people belong in fun fantasy and/or mythology-inspired stories and story ideas as much as everyone else. And I'm well-aware you don't need my permission to write about a sailor saving their entire crew by being totally indifferent to sex or almost dooming them because some weird lady on a rock in the middle of the sea was loudly singing about being desperate to share cool frog facts with someone. Hell, I'd probably read both.

But anyway, the pet peeve I was talking about before going on that tangent is that the sirens do sing Odysseus' story to Odysseus, and it just annoys me so much, seeing people ignoring the fact that that's actually a thing that happens. Like, this is from Book XII:

"[...] the Sirens failed not to note the swift ship as it drew near, and they raised their clear-toned song: “‘Come hither, as thou farest, renowned Odysseus, great glory of the Achaeans; [185] stay thy ship that thou mayest listen to the voice of us two. For never yet has any man rowed past this isle in his black ship until he has heard the sweet voice from our lips. Nay, he has joy of it, and goes his way a wiser man. For we know all the toils that in wide Troy [190] the Argives and Trojans endured through the will of the gods, and we know all things that come to pass upon the fruitful earth.’"

... yes, this translation is taken from Perseus and is, unfortunately, in prose. Give me a break, it's not easy to find good poetic translations of the Odyssey posted for free online when I'm not even a native English speaker and to me "Odyssey translation" means "Rosa Calzecchi Onesti's translation from the '60s." The point is, the sirens try to lure Odysseus (and would definitely succeed, if not for the ropes-and-wax trick) by telling him that they know everything, including all that has happened to Odysseus himself and everyone else who suffered through the war of Troy.

And yeah, you could argue that the main draw for Odysseus (his greatest desire, to tie it all back to mythological shitposting) is knowledge itself, because he is that kind of guy. But the sirens don't give any details on their knowledge of all that is presently happening "upon the fruitful earth." They do, however, give details on their knowledge of the past -- specifically stating they know Odysseus' past. The same man who, if you remember, can't take Demodocus singing about a couple of episodes from the war of Troy without needing to hide his face due to being completely overcome by tears, yet has a piece of meat from his own plate brought to Demodocus as a show of respect and gratitude for his singing. Unlike his own wife, Penelope, who when hearing the aoidos Phemius singing about the same war back in Ithaca, asks him to change the subject to something less painful...

It's just. It's so painful and complex and wonderful and it makes me want to tear my hair out every time I think about it. And nobody ever remembers it when someone brings up the sirens and specifically the ones from the Odyssey! *screams*

Btw, now that I've had my nice little rant, please do me a favor and listen to the song Le Sirene by Vinicio Capossela. Because this Italian singer and composer? He gets it.

Here's a rough translation of the lyrics:

The sirens

Tell you about yourself

What you were

As if it were forever

The sirens

Have no tail nor feathers

They only sing about you

The man of yesterday

The man you were, two steps from the sky

All your life before you

All your life as a whole

They say, stop here

The sirens

Assault you at night

Created by the night

They kept all the faces you loved and now

The sirens have them

They sing them to you in a chorus

And you're not alone anymore

They know everything about you

And the best of you

It's a song of sirens

And you hear it in the regret

Of what you lacked

What you glimpsed and won't have

They give it to you

Only in song

They sing to you of how you came from nothing

And nothing you will be

The sirens are a night of beer

And the dawn won't come anymore

They're street ghosts coming in in gusts

They have the voices of sirens

Fill your ears with wax

To not hear them when it's evening

To stay firm

Tied to your routine

But if you listen to the sirens

You won't come home

Because home is

Where they sing about you

Listen to the sirens

They won't stop their singing

In the endless wake, they sing

All your life

Who you were, who you were, who you were

Who you were, who you were, who you are

Mnemosyne

Why go on until old age

Until you feel ill?

It's all already here

Stop here

You don't have anywhere to go anymore

The sirens

Don't sing the future

They give you what has been

But time isn't kind

And if you stop and listen to them

You'll let yourself die

Because the singing is neverending

And it's full of deceit

And takes your life from you

As it sings it

... also, if you know Italian or you don't mind running lyrics through an online translator (not Google Translate, pls, they don't deserve to be butchered like that) or you're just looking for new music to listen to, do yourself a favor and go listen to Capossela's other Odyssey-inspired songs from the album Marinai, Profeti e Balene. They are:

La lancia del Pelide (The spear of Pelides, and yeah, this one is actually about the Iliad)

Le Pleiadi (The Pleiades, from the POVs of Odysseus and Penelope, and a much deeper and more fascinating take on their relationship than either "Odysseus is a jerk who doesn't care about her because he has sex with other women" or "he's cool, she's cool, they're a cool power couple" could ever hope to be -- even though I do love the latter a lot, admittedly)

Aedo (Aoidos, set in the aftermath of Odysseus' killing of the suitors)

Calipso (Calypso)

Dimmi Tiresia (Tell me, Tiresias, set in Book XI, when Odysseus summons the spirit of the dead seer and receives a prophecy from him)

Nostos (Actually about the tale of Ulysses' final "mad flight" and death in the Divine Comedy, Inferno, Canto XXVI -- yes, you need to listen to this one, too)

... okay, yes, this post did turn into Vinicio Capossela shilling. I swear it wasn't the initial intention, it just happened. But you know what? I don't even care because most of the songs that make Tumblr users go "OMG THIS MAKES ME FEEL SOO UNHINGED 😭 TOTALLY FERAL 😭😭 WHY DOES IT GO SO HARD 😭😭😭" don't go even half as unnecessarily hard as the lyrics to Aedo and Nostos. So, yeah. You can thank me after lying on the floor like "head full. way too many thoughts" for an hour or two.

#long post #greek mythology #the odyssey #odysseus #sirens

[bathtuboftheworld]

Mary Reufle - My Private Property

[tamsoj]

I am one with my subject, / the soft beginnings of terror / that eat at my throat.

Mary Reufle, from Cold Pluto, “The Rooster”

#Mary Reufle #American literature #Cold Pluto #The Rooster #poetry #poems #lit #literature #quotes #fragments #x

[thesofthuman]

I used to think I wrote because there was something I wanted to say. Then I thought, "I will continue to write because I have not yet said what I wanted to say"; but I know now I continue to write because I have not yet heard what I have been listening to.

Mary Ruefle, from Madness, Rack, & Honey

#quotes #mary reufle #madness rack & honey #on secrets

[maryshelleyy]

Mary Ruefle (From Madness, Rack, and Honey: Collected Lectures)

#mary reufle #personal #madness rack and honey #i am reading through this at work rn #aaaaaah #AAAAAAAHHH

[maglors-anion-gap]

Tolkien Reverse Summer Bang 2021

And loneliness says, let us go through this again, together, you and I

- Mary Reufle

Over the Unclear Eyes of Memory

Artist: @dialux (dialux on AO3)

Author: @tol-himling (Lorinand_Lost on AO3)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: none apply

Relationships: Fingolfin/Anairë

Characters: Fingon, Aredhel, Turgon, Argon, Eärwen Summary: When Fingolfin left Aman, he did not bring Anairë with him. He went on to do great and terrible deeds in Beleriand. But now he is returned to life in Valinor, and Anairë must find a way to reconcile with him even as she is uncertain whether she wants to.

@tolkienrsb

#trsb21 #fingolfin #anaire #nolofinweans #fic #dialux #tol-himling

[yesjojobirdflyhigh]

Oh my god, it’s Paris by moonlight

Even the trees are drunk and walking

A single pink slipper floats down the Seine

What kind of trees are those?

Those are trees in Paris by moonlight

And what size is her slipper?

It is the exact size of the sole

We ate in the little restaurant an hour ago

Under the trees in Paris by moonlight

There is no end to our painlessness

The trees will never find it

The slipper never reach it

Morning after morning the smell of coffee

Makes them nauseous

While we go on painlessly in Paris

Barefoot and swaggering 

Our aluminum heads in the moon glow so

We are like an advertisement 

For those who will come after us

Anyone can see without French

They should just stay in bed

Mary Reufle | Paris By Moonlight

#mary ruefle #poem #quote #woman poet #women poets #words #poem of the day #paris #french #beauty #moon #moonlight