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neelihara · 5 months
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Jane Austen would've loved Ao3
Rabindranath Tagore would've loved Tumblr
Agatha Christie would've loved true crime podcasts
Leonardo Da Vinci would've loved drones
Vincent Van Gogh would've loved Procreate
Cleopatra would-be loved Vlogging and Makeup videos on YouTube
Shakespeare would've loved roasting people on Twitter
Benjamin Franklin would've loved memes
Nikola Tesla would've loved WiFi and would binge watch cat videos
Franz kafka would've loved blogging
Socrates would've loved TED talks
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sapphireshorelines · 2 months
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You can never know anyone as completely as you want. But that’s okay, love is better.
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Caroline Paul / letter 172 from Letters From A Young Poet by Rabindranath Tagore
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quietlotus · 3 months
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“Let my doing nothing when I have nothing to do become untroubled in its depth of peace like the evening in the seashore when the water is silent.”
— Rabindranath Tagore
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nobeerreviews · 19 days
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In the drowsy dark cave of the mind dreams build their nest with fragments dropped from day's caravan.
-- Rabindranath Tagore
(Siracusa, Italy)
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shisasan · 2 years
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𝚁𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚃𝚛𝚢𝚜𝚝 [𝟷𝟿𝟹𝟽-𝟷𝟿𝟺𝟷]
[ID: Carry me into the infinite night Beyond all earthly limit; Let it make me one With the not known. END ID]
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el-jujeniodeletras · 6 months
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Día 10
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philosophors · 2 months
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“Love is the ultimate meaning of everything around us. It is not a mere sentiment; it is truth; it is the joy that is at the root of all creation.”
— Rabindranath Tagore
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entheognosis · 3 months
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atimefordragons · 9 months
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Grandfather, grandfather, grandfather, grandfather, grandfather... HEY! THAT IS RABINDRANATH TAGORE! ... I know.
#ME #AS SOMEONE WHO WAS BORN AND RAISED IN THE WEST LONG AFTER BOTH MY SILENT GENERATION DADA AND NANA DIED #I TOO HAVE MADE THIS MISTAKE #LOL
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undinesea · 2 months
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I will spread myself out at your feet and lie still. Under this clouded sky I will meet silence with silence. I will become one with the night clasping the earth in my breast. Make my life glad with nothing.
Rabindranath Tagore, from (Keep me fully glad...)
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Tumblr, allow me to present a Substack I have started: Tagore Tales.
Rabindranath Tagore is the first non-white Nobel Laureate and is a polymath commonly most known for his poetry. He is among the most significant litterateurs of South Asia, who lived through and participated in the tumultuous days of India's Independence Movement, all while founding a University and advocating for social development.
This Substack will focus on his short stories. All his writing is in public domain, but many of the translations are not. Thus, I will be sharing some of my own
This humble effort by yours truly to acquaint you with the stories that touch the heart of nearly every Bengali child in school and still serve as our guiding light in a rapidly deteriorating world.
See you on the 9th of May!
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salonduthe · 2 months
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Last Emperor Pu Yi, with visiting Indian poet and philosopher Rabindranath Tagore, in the Forbidden City, Peking, 1924.
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lillyli-74 · 1 year
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Be still my heart, these great trees are prayers.
~Rabindranath Tagore
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uwmspeccoll · 8 months
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National Poets Day
On this National Poets Day, August 21, we celebrate the work of Bengali poet Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941). Tagore began writing poetry as a child and remained committed throughout his life to exploring the natural and spiritual world through poetry and prose. He was known as the “Bard of Bengal” and in 1913 became the first non-European to be awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature for his collection of poetry Gitanjali.  
Within the Special Collections we hold the first edition of Moon, For What Do You Wait?, a collection of Tagore poems from his 1916 publication Stray Birds which consisted of 326 verses. Published in 1967 by Atheneum, Moon, For What Do You Wait? was edited by Richard Lewis, director of the Touchstone Center for Children in New York City, with illustrations by award-winning artist and author Ashley Bryan (1923-2022). Lewis manages to whittle down Tagore’s lines without losing any of the imbued wonder and delight present in the original publication. Accompanied by Bryan’s bold illustrations, readers are encouraged to let their eyes wander over the pages, getting lost in prose and imagery.  
View more poetry posts.
-- Jenna, Special Collections Graduate Intern
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embersariya · 5 months
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when they say "i miss you" but robi thakur said “নিত্য তোমায় চিত্ত ভরিয়া স্মরণ করি, বিশ্ববিহীন বিজনে বসিয়া বরণ করি তুমি আছ মোর জীবন মরণ হরণ করি।”
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shisasan · 2 years
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𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚃𝚛𝚢𝚜𝚝 𝚁𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎 [𝟷𝟾𝟼𝟷-𝟷𝟿𝟺𝟷]
[ID: You blossomed in my heart, In my boundless wonder: END ID]
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