#memoryslandscape

[slowtides]

Dear Tumblr friend, How are you? I saw your tag #i miss memoryslandscape on your reblog of my reblog from the silent troubadour and just want to let you know that i am sad that memoryslandscape deactivated. I am trying to collect posts from memoryslandscape and had got some from your site. Thank you so much. Hope your day is inspiring and the sky is kind to you. (#i miss memoryslandscape too!)

Hello friend <3 I'm doing well.

I'm very sad that memoryslandscape deactivated--I thought that their blog was excellent. It was a true cultivation of excerpts and moments that just created a beautiful place to rest and revisit. The way they curated a collage of works on memory (from poetry to personal essays to academic journals) was just breathtaking to me. That said, I absolutely respect their decision to leave and make the best choice for them. We do what we have to do.

I found their blog when I was exploring the connections between memory and grief. One of my favorite quotations of all time, I found through their blog. I'll paste it below:

"Whatever we loosen from the past, burns in the solvent of memory." --David Bergman (link to post)

I just think that's probably one of the most beautiful fragments I've ever read. And it has the added benefit of articulating my experience with memory and grief almost perfectly.

Your message is so kind. I will keep an eye out for your archive of their posts, and I will be sure to tag you if I come across any on my dashboard. I hope the sky is kind to you too.

#huong1952 #memoryslandscape #questions

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

An interesting view of the beautiful city of Trieste from the 15th century Castello di San Giusto above the city. :: David Kam

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“Our lives, it seems, are a memory we had once in another place. Or are they its metaphor? The trees, if trees they are, seem the same, and the creeks do. The sunlight blurts its lucidity in the same way, And the clouds, if clouds they really are, still follow us, One after one, as they did in the old sky, in the old place. I wanted the metaphor, if metaphor it is, to remain always the same one. I wanted the hills to be the same, And the rivers, too, especially the old rivers, […] And me beside them, under the stopped clouds and stopped stars. I wanted to walk in that metaphor, untouched by time’s corruption.” 

— Charles Wright, from “Transparencies,” Scar Tissue (Farrar, straus, and Giroux, 2006) [memoryslandscape]

#Trieste #Castello di San Giusto #David Kam #Charles Wright #memoryslandscape #quotes

[asoftepiloguemylove]

i would kill to be the cold tracing your body and shaking your bones

Steven Espada Dawson Elegy for the Four Chambers of My Brother's Heart / Anne Carson Decreation; Lines / George Seferis (tr. Edmund Keeley) from Stratis Thalassinos Among the Agapanth, Collected Poems / Elaine Kahn Romance or the End / @/the-empath-and-the-intuitive (on tumblr) / Virginia Woolf from a letter to Violet Dickinson written January 1909 / @/sweatermuppet (on tumblr) / Ocean Vuong On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous / unknown

i. Steven Espada Dawson Elegy for the Four Chambers of My Brother's Heart

[ "We're under the same moon and I'm sick / with that knowing." ]

ii. Anne Carson Decreation; Lines

[ Screenshot of a tumblr post by @/xshayarsha with an excerpt from a poem. "How long will it feel like burning, said the child trying to be kind." ]

iii. George Seferis (tr. Edmund Keeley) Startis Thalassinos Among the Agapanth

[ "The first thing God made is love / then comes blood / and the thirst for blood" ]

iv. Elaine Kahn Romance or the End

[ "I have heard it said that love turns people soft but i have never been more brutal." ]

v. @/the-empath-and-the-intuitive (on tumblr)

[ Grainy, washed out image of two statues with smashed in faces. They are turned to face each other. "After love, no one is what they were before." ]

vi. Virginia Woolf from a letter to Violet Dickinson written January 1909

[ Excerpt from a letter written by Virginia Woolf to Violet Dickinson. "I appreciate your concern. None of this is your fault. It's me. It's me and my head. / In winter, I collapse." ]

vii. @/sweatermuppet (on tumblr)

[ Grainy, black and white image of a wolf and male deer pressing their noses together. Words are sporadically placed around the image and are surrounded by a white border. "'cause / ive / always / been / scared / of / loving / someone / just / a / little / bit / more / than / im / loved" ]

viii. Ocean Vuong On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous

[ Screenshot of a tumblr post by @/memoryslandscape with an excerpt from a poem. "I miss you more than I remember you." ]

ix. unknown

[ Screenshot of a forum post by a user named "robin" posted on August 11, 2022. "it gets better, i think. maybe just for a day. maybe just for a song. but there's something there to hold on to." ]

#poetry #poem #web weave #on heartbreak #on loneliness #text #quote #words #writing #poetry web weave #spilled ink #spilled poetry #spilled thoughts #dark academia #dark academia poetry #dark academia quote #steven aspada dawson #elegy for the four chambers of my brother's heart #anne carson #george seferis #elaine kahn #romance or the end #virginia woolf #ocean vuong #on earth we're briefly gorgeous #on love #compilation #poetry compilation

[soracities]

Dear Mim, your blog is beautiful and it really helped me reconnect with books after a huge reading slump. I was wondering if you could recommend me other book/literature blogs on this site? I made a new book sideblog to document my reading progress and I'm looking for more people to follow so I can see interesting literature on my dash. Have a lovely day! ♡

this makes me so happy truly 💗 and omg yes of course ! my literature beloveds: @luthienne @dearorpheus @metamorphesque @firstfullmoon @aemperatrix @weltenwellen @oliverisms @typewriter-worries @on-poetry @3brides @anthropoetics @kafk-a @kitchen-light @geryone @theoptia @a-quiet-green-agreement @tinyghosts @marusyenka @dk-thrive @apocryphics @gnossienne @memoryslandscape @metaphorformetaphor @neoyorzapoteca @serratedpens @cor-ardens @megairea @maybuds @aequoris @garbji @letterful @heavenlyyshecomes @girlfictions @mournfulroses @mossyshadows @minima--moralia @ecrituria @objetpetita

#i'm sure i have forgotten some and if so i apologize!!!! #but also genuinely 90% of the people i reblog from post amazing quotes and literature from time to time these are just the most lit-focused #ask #blog recs #saintofdaggers

[derangedrhythms]

Do you know of blogs that are similar to yours/have some of the same motifs? Preferably who use text id. i hope your day is well!

Hello! This isn't exactly what you asked for (because I'm not sure about blogs that are similar to mine or have the same motifs), but I've been meaning to do a recommendation list of blogs that post mainly literature. I've put an asterisk next to the blogs that use Text ID or post mainly in text format. I'm sure to have missed some blogs I wanted to include so I'll keep this updated and reblog when I add to it. By the way, I've recently discovered the Text ID function so I'll be adding it to my posts from now on.

@adrasteiax

@andrumedus *

@antigonick *

@a-quiet-green-agreement *

@beljar *

@bergmans-ghost *

@blackmoonmusings

@deformititties

@elizabethanism

@feral-ballad *

@firstfullmoon *

@funeral

@lifeinpoetry *

@liriostigre

@lispectorisms

@louisegluck

@luthienne *

@megairea

@memoryslandscape *

@metamorphesque *

@metaphorformetaphor *

@mysticomancy *

@serratedpens

@soracities *

@tamsoj

@theoptia *

@voirlvmer *

@weltenwellen

@weusedtobegiants *

#asks

[rustedskyprisms]

Wtf when did memoryslandscape deactivate?????

[amidshadow]

Memoryslandscape deactivated I feel like I've been shot through the chest

[neverneverland]

Deep within everyone’s heart there always remains a sense of longing for that hour, that summer, that one brief moment of blossoming. For several weeks or months, rarely longer, a beautiful young woman lives outside ordinary life. She is intoxicated. She feels as if she exists beyond time, beyond its laws; she experiences not the monotonous succession of days passing by, but moments of intense, almost desperate happiness.

― Irène Némirovsky, Jezebel, 1936. (memoryslandscape)

[slowtides]

Hello. I just logged on to Tumblr after some time and I'm just devastated to find out that memoryslandscape deactivated. I saw your post about them. Did they happen to share why they were leaving? Need some closure 💔

Hi, thanks for sending this message. Unfortunately I don't know anything other than they deleted and are a poet, and I won't speculate out of respect for their privacy. Memoryslandscape did not follow me, and we never interacted (except for when I read their posts).

I understand the sadness and desire for closure, and after sitting on this for a while, I think one way to find closure when we lose track of distant friends (even strangers who impacted us) is to think of them kindly, wish them well, and read a poem for them out loud to disrupt the noise.

Here's a poem about the love and kinship we have for strangers and the intimacies we share and lose with them:

"To a Stranger" by Walt Whitman

PASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you, You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to me, as of a dream,) I have somewhere surely lived a life of joy with you, All is recall'd as we flit by each other, fluid, affectionate, chaste, matured, You grew up with me, were a boy with me, or a girl with me, I ate with you, and slept with you—your body has become not yours only, nor left my body mine only, You give me the pleasure of your eyes, face, flesh, as we pass—you take of my beard, breast, hands, in return, I am not to speak to you—I am to think of you when I sit alone, or wake at night alone, I am to wait—I do not doubt I am to meet you again, I am to see to it that I do not lose you.

#memoryslandscape #questions

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Skyway Bridge at night. :: (Tampa Bay Waterfront Life and Beaches)

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“The textures of the world are an outline of the infinite. [Wallace] Stevens said, or at least I seem to remember that he said, the thing seen becomes the thing unseen. He also said that the reverse way was impossible. [Theodore] Roethke wrote that all finite things reveal infinitude. What we have, and all we will have, is here in the earthly paradise. How to wring music from it, how to squeeze light out of it, is, as it has always been, the only true question. I’d say that to love the visible things in the visible world is to love their apokatastatic outline in the invisible next.” 

— Charles Wright, from an interview by J.D. McClatchy “The Art of Poetry XLI,” Quarter Notes: Improvisations and Interviews (University of Michigan Press, 1995)

 [memoryslandscape]

#bridge #Skyway Bridge #architecture #color #Sunshine skyway #St.Petersburg Fla #Charles Wright #The art of Poetry #the thing unseen #all finite things #infinitude

[agentnatesewell]

this is nuri <3 tumblr(.)com/firstfullmoon/695710079297716224/memoryslandscape-because-of-you-each-day-is-a

Hello, friend! Oh my goodness, I absolutely cannot get over this poem, though. I’m going to screenshot the post and link it here

I love this profound change in the subtlety of something so beautifully common - that all the senses are alight - and how it ties into this metaphor of happiness and just even in something as simple as anticipation and looking forward to what comes next.

Meeting the love of Nate’s life at 300, experiencing at least two but multiple lifetimes, I love that he’s now in this moment with this person and relationship that allows him what he’s always wanted - and it’s lovely that there is this brand new outlook and sense of living.

And though she’s only lived in this one point in time, Surina herself has had this definition of love and while it’s not one she’s actively sought, it is something she’s always hoped to find. With Nate, yes, this poem really holds true. The air is fresher, the fruits are sweeter, and while everything is precarious- well, she can get through it all with him.

This really means so much to me, that you sent me this, and thought of my loves, Nuri. I adore them so much, they are my entire heart

Hope you’re having a lovely day!

#anon ask #ah this is just amazing thank you so much! #otp: nuri #oc: surina batra #poetry

[deepestdreamerwolfmoney]

“It was easy to mistaken her for the moon, both quiet & distant, both able to turn the present into a shadow.”

— Greg Sellers, journal entry, “Notes from Neruda’s Ghost,” 27 May 2019

(via memoryslandscape)

[dk-thrive]

Each individual life eternity / In miniature; each life a world

As one who thinks of poetry  As a way of talking to yourself,  I probably do too much explaining,  But that's what talking to yourself is like:  The things you can't explain to anyone  Are suddenly made clear to no one, as though  Nobody mattered but yourself. And it's the same  For each of us, whether you're listening to me or not:  An enveloping cloud of not quite-language  Hovering on the verge of sense that puts you   At the center of a world that's doesn't quite get you,  But of which you're part, a world in which  Each individual life is so completely ordinary  And at the same time so extraordinary it never ends  Until it does: each individual life eternity  In miniature; each life a world

—  John Koethe, from “The Reality of the Individual Life,” Beyond Belief: Poems (Farrar, Straus, and Giroux, 2022)  (via Memoryslandscape)

#John Koethe #life #mortality #ordinary #miracle #extraordinary

[minettas-ploy]

I miss memoryslandscape

[purling]

memoryslandscape ):

#we were muts and i just found out he deactivated.. i hope internetarchive preserved at least some of his blog bc it was lovely