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derangedrhythms · 1 year
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My hours are married to shadow.
Sylvia Plath, The Colossus and Other Poems; from ‘The Colossus’
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lovingsylvia · 11 months
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"What I want back is what I was"
-Sylvia Plath, from "The Eye-Mote", 1959, in The Colossus and Other Poems, 1960
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itsemptyachilles · 1 year
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- Sylvia Plath, from “Strumpet Song”
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silhouettecrow · 3 months
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365 Days of Poems: Day 8 (January 8th)
Vast Beast
A tall, lumbering beast
larger than you can even imagine
you can try
but you will find yourself
incapable of painting
the image in your mind
Emerges from the distant fog
further than you've ever known
and further still
than you thought possible
of the world
and of your sight on the horizon
To begin wandering closer
what was once a large speck
grows larger
and its features become clearer
as it advances
from leagues away
And closer
growing larger evermore
the beast’s body swallows the sky
fells trees in its wake
and shatters life underfoot
you can hear only screams now
And closer
you can feel the earth shake
under each thundering step
and the sun disappears
blotted out by this massive thing
beyond machination or being or god
Until a crushing and oblivion consume you
the beast
never once
so much
as noticed
your existence
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Here's the link to the corresponding writing prompt post
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[Grabbing Octavian] show us Julius Caesar's terrible Oedipus fanfiction you coward
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For Caesar, like many other young aristocrats, it was not enough simply to read great literature - he was also inspired to compose his own works. Suetonius mentions a poem praising Hercules as well as a tragedy entitled Oedipus. The quality of these immature works may not have been especially high - though probably no better or no worse than those written by other aristocrats who later went on to greater things - and they were suppressed by Caesar's adopted son, Emperor Augustus.
Adrian Goldsworthy, Caesar: Life of a Colossus, trans. Teresa Martín Lorenzo
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yumaisbored · 7 months
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tysm @lazyrunawayphilosopher :) as always for the tag (sorry i’m so late) this was very fun!!
1. three ships: Hualian, Soukoku (+ Fyolai my dear aaah), Kavetham
2. first ship ever: ngl Johnlock but i stand by this
3. last song: My Love Mine All Mine (teaching myself this on piano atm)
4. last movie: genuinely cannot remember
5. currently reading: among other things! The Myth of Sisyphus (Camus), tgcf vol. 5 (queen MXTX), The Colossus and Other Poems (Plath)
6. currently watching: bsd (rip), jjk (rip), rewatching tgcf
7. currently consuming: nothing :( but the last thing i had was peanut m&ms when i woke up randomly (ty insomnia as always) at four in the morning (i was a hungry lad and it was a wonderful experience)
8. currently craving: sleep, video game night (Little Nightmares my love i miss you), strawberry + brown sugar + nutella crêpes (good god do i love those)
tagging: @irritable123 @againtodreaming @ghostsinacoat @vinylbiohazard and anyone else!!
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garadinervi · 1 year
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Sylvia Plath, (1960), The Colossus and other poems, Alfred A. Knopf, New York, NY, 1962 [Alexander Rare Books, Hillsborough, NC]
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abwwia · 6 months
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Sylvia Plath #bornonthisday (/plæθ/; October 27, 1932 – February 11, 1963) was an American poet, novelist, and short story writer. She is credited with advancing the genre of confessional poetry and is best known for two of her published collections, The Colossus and Other Poems (1960) and Ariel (1965), and also The Bell Jar, a semi-autobiographical novel published shortly before her suicide in 1963. The Collected Poems was published in 1981, which included previously unpublished works. For this collection Plath was awarded a Pulitzer Prize in Poetry in 1982, making her the fourth to receive this honour posthumously. Via Wikipedia
#sylviaplath #botd #femalewriter #womeninliterature #herstory
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Winter Trees by Sylvia Plath
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Sylvia Plath (October 27, 1932 – February 11, 1963) was an American poet, novelist, and short-story writer. She is credited with advancing the genre of confessional poetry and is best known for two of her published collections, The Colossus and Other Poems (1960) and Ariel (1965), as well as The Bell Jar, a semi-autobiographical novel published shortly before her death in 1963.
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The wet dawn inks are doing their blue dissolve. On their blotter of fog the trees Seem a botanical drawing -- Memories growing, ring on ring, A series of weddings.
Knowing neither abortions nor bitchery, Truer than women, They seed so effortlessly! Tasting the winds, that are footless, Waist-deep in history --
Full of wings, otherworldliness. In this, they are Ledas. O mother of leaves and sweetness Who are these pietàs? The shadows of ringdoves chanting, but chasing nothing.
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soulinkpoetry · 1 year
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Sylvia Plath (/plæθ/; October 27, 1932 – February 11, 1963) was an American poet, novelist, and short story writer. She is credited with advancing the genre of confessional poetry and is best known for two of her published collections, The Colossus and Other Poems (1960) and Ariel (1965), as well as The Bell Jar, a semi-autobiographical novel published shortly before her death in 1963. The Collected Poems was published in 1981, which included previously unpublished works. For this collection Plath was awarded a Pulitzer Prize in Poetry in 1982, making her the fourth to receive this honour posthumously.[1]
.Info source WIKIPEDIA
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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 10 months
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Statue of Liberty, New York USA by Batistini Gaston on Flickr.
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“The New Colossus” by Emma Lazarus:
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame. “Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
David Bromwich parses Lazarus’ message:
Like other late Romantics, she believed in republican freedom and the religion of the heart; they went together naturally and might be known to each other under the name of “sympathy.” … Americans, the poem says, must never forget what it is to be weak and comfortless. For me to know, through the workings of sympathy, that “heroic forms” have passed through a crisis like mine, can be a liberation in itself.
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derangedrhythms · 8 months
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How she longed for winter then!
Sylvia Plath, The Colossus and Other Poems; from ‘Spinster’
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lovingsylvia · 2 years
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radicalitch · 2 years
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gyns, here’s the recommended reading list I promised. not radfem related, just writers, books, and poetry I enjoyed.
- “ceremony” by leslie marmon silko (novel)
- “fleurs du mal” by charles baudelaire (poetry)
- “slaughterhouse five” by kurt vonnegut (novel)
- “as i lay dying” by william faulkner (novel)
- “she had some horses” by joy harjo (poetry)
- “beloved” by toni morrison (novel)
- “brave new world” by aldous huxley (novel)
- “jane eyre” by charlotte brontë (novel)
- “their eyes were watching god” by zora neale hurston (novel)
- “just kids” by patti smith (memoir)
- “carmilla” by j. sheridan le fanu (novella)
- “colossus and other poems” by sylvia plath (poetry)
- “the blithedale romance” by nathaniel hawthorne (novel)
- “where are you going, where have you been?” and “the (other) you” by joyce carol oates (short story collections)
- “occult america” by mitch horowitz (nonfiction/history)
if I think of more I’ll add them later, but these are the ones that I can think of now.
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venicepearl · 5 months
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Emma Lazarus (July 22, 1849 – November 19, 1887) was an American author of poetry, prose, and translations, as well as an activist for Jewish and Georgist causes. She is remembered for writing the sonnet "The New Colossus", which was inspired by the Statue of Liberty, in 1883. Its lines appear inscribed on a bronze plaque, installed in 1903, on the pedestal of the Statue of Liberty. Lazarus was involved in aiding refugees to New York who had fled antisemitic pogroms in eastern Europe, and she saw a way to express her empathy for these refugees in terms of the statue. The last lines of the sonnet were set to music by Irving Berlin as the song "Give Me Your Tired, Your Poor" for the 1949 musical Miss Liberty, which was based on the sculpting of the Statue of Liberty (Liberty Enlightening the World). The latter part of the sonnet was also set by Lee Hoiby in his song "The Lady of the Harbor" written in 1985 as part of his song cycle "Three Women".
Lazarus was also the author of Poems and Translations (New York, 1867); Admetus, and other Poems (1871); Alide: An Episode of Goethe's Life (Philadelphia, 1874); Poems and Ballads of Heine (New York, 1881); Poems, 2 Vols.; Narrative, Lyric and Dramatic; as well as Jewish Poems and Translations.
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marinecorvid · 2 years
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been thinking abt pokemon a lot lately (dylan bore a rant of all my gripes and complaints the other day. hi dylan) and now that i have gotten all my pains out of the way i am thinking about all the things i have liked about pokemon recently! while gen 4 with a dash of 5 is the closest thing we’ll get to horror in a pokemon game (distortion world, arceus events, cosmic unraveling, ghetsis’ whole thing, haunted houses - though sun/moon def gave em a run for their money with the whole cosmic horror everything, and XY with the whole genocide thing but they barely got into the meat of it and bc there wasn’t a Z there wasn’t an opportunity to fine tune things :/), PLA got really close to that feeling, which i adored! froslass sidequest, being straight up told you’ll get exiled and die if you can’t pull your weight in the field, dialga/palkia getting corrupted, dialga/palkia being worshipped as gods and psychically communing with their chosen, volo pulling a fast one on us with giratina coming out of nowhere to wreck our shit, the erratic and tense nature and soundtrack of the arceus fight - it’s rad as hell and getting into the potential guts of the pokemon world is what i live for, and im glad we got into it. (i am unsure if we’ll get that in SV. so far it has a very cheery vibe to it so i do not hold out hope)
anyways writing this post just to get my thoughts out into the world. i really hope they decide to bite the bullet (as nintendo would probably see it, as it would be sacrificing that E for Everyone rating. pg-13 at least) and make a horror-esque pokemon game. some real legend of zelda: twilight princess shit. subnautica “we didn’t intend to make a horror game but it sure did come out fecking terrifying” shit. pokemon infinity fangame shit. 
something modern day, but similar to PLA’s theme of “this is a wild land that is largely untamed and hazardous to your health” and exploration/mapping out a region (that is in my head, somewhere also cold. norway based? northern europe? maybe even extending to the hostile arctic, something that makes you appreciate just how civilized/terraformed/domesticated the rest of the main game regions are). starting areas that are safe, of course, but nearby areas are suddenly host to aggressive pokemon guaranteed to be stronger than yours. large stretches of land that are devoid of any/little indication of human life - a land that once held human life, but now only holds you (like the poems you can dig up with ursaluna, implied to be written by cogita about the exodus of the celestic people). the eeriest ambient music and landscape you’ve ever heard and seen. MASSIVE lord avalugg type pokemon that appear both in cutscenes and in the overworld that you have to navigate around (insert shadow of the colossus easter egg here). certain resources are rare to come by, even as you get stronger. there are inexplicably haunted locations, places where you hear echoes of screams and half-second glimpses of glowing eyes in the shadows. you trek out for a nighttime expedition and something stalks you through the trees, only coming closer when your camera is faced away from it (not your avatar, your camera). something eldritch is wandering this land, wandering the sky, the sea, and pray to arceus it doesn’t notice you. pray to god you never learn more about it (SWSH could’ve done this with Eternatus’ design, but i feel SWSH dropped the ball on a lot of things, so). think this kind of thing. this.
even for something like this tho, it’d have to be a different engine than the ones we’re familiar with - the landscape would have to have so many more actions cues (how pokemon behave and navigate the landscape), but it doesn’t feel impossible. pokemon colosseum came out during gen 3? the first 3d pokemon games i think with a remarkably darker storyline and threat with a kickass final battle vs shadow lugia. something similar with botw-level support and care w twilight princess art direction would be *chef’s kiss*
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