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derangedrhythms · 2 years
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[...] but in an unreal way, in a dream, in a might-have-been.
Iris Murdoch, from 'The Sea, the Sea'
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thebluesthour · 7 months
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My course is almost run. I have started to turn salty. The high banks that once bounded my sides have gone and great wet plains stretch away on either side instead, while straight ahead, beckoning me on and running right to the horizon, the never-ending, the everlasting, grey green blue white black silver sea.
Carlo Gébler, I, Antigone
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teejaystumbles · 1 year
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The thundering waves are calling me home to you The pounding sea is calling me home to you. On a dark New Year’s night On the west coast of Clare I heard your voice singing Your eyes danced the song Your hands played the tune T’was a vision before me. We left the music behind and the dance carried on As we stole away to the seashore We smelt the brine, felt the wind in our hair And with sadness you paused. Suddenly I knew that you’d have to go Your world was not mine, your eyes told me so Yet it was there I felt the crossroads of time And I wondered why. As we cast our gaze on the tumbling sea A vision came o’er me Of thundering hooves and beating wings In clouds above. As you turned to go I heard you call my name. You were like a bird in a cage, spreading its wings to fly “The old ways are lost” you sang as you flew And I wondered why.
The thundering waves are calling me home to you The pounding sea is calling me home to you.
more siren au stuff because I am trying to accumulate a playlist and went for Loreena McKennitt in search of folksy music I love - and I found the perfect song for inspiration. <3
@moorishflower
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coefficiente · 2 months
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🌊📖 quotes from some favourites & the sea
"It was while gliding through these latter waters that one serene and moonlight night, when all the waves rolled by like scrolls of silver; and, by their soft, suffusing seethings, made what seemed a silvery silence, not a solitude" Moby Dick by Melville
"He’s sunk to the very bottom. He’s cradled among the soft mud and sand, watching the world through leagues and leagues of water. Nothing can hurt him." Vince, SITDW by @angry-geno-is-score
"He opens his hands and lets them fall instead, and without them he floats away, weightless and free, across the surface of a warm sunlit ocean." Jack, WYL by @linskywords
"Matthew wades in up to his chest, then dives in and swims a few more yards out, until his head is just above the surface with his toes on the ocean floor. The saltwater stings his lips. The waves are low but choppy, and each one lifts him off his feet, weightless for a moment." Matthew, HAW by @msmargaretmurry
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This time when Jack wakes up in Nico’s bed it isn’t to panic. He wakes up slowly, driftwood being washed in from the sea.
Vince, Everything is fine. You’re okay. Call Adam; he’ll take care of you. Password is 3535.
He pulls the towel tight around himself again, puts on his slippers, and goes to the living room, where he collects all three of his throw blankets and curls up under them on the couch
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alvallah · 1 year
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“The sea which lies before me as I write glows rather than sparkles in the bland May sunshine.”
The Sea, the Sea Iris Murdoch
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marnz · 10 months
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grandma’s cove, june 2023
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infinitesofnought · 2 years
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In the springs of your eyes live the delirious sea’s fishermen’s nets.
In the springs of your eyes the sea keeps its promise.
Here I, a heart that dwelled among humans, throw off my clothes and the luster of an oath:
Blacker in black, I am more naked. Only as a renegade am I faithful. I am you when I am I.
In the springs of your eyes I drift and dream of plunder.
A net snared a net: embracing, we separate.
In the springs of your eyes a hanged man strangles the rope.
– Paul Celan, “In Praise of Distance”, trans. Pierre Joris
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readerbookclub · 1 year
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This month’s list features books where the sea plays an important role.  I tried to include a variety of books that felt different in their tone and genre. So I hope you like it! And thanks to someone in last month’s survey for suggesting this topic :)
As always, please vote for which one we should read next using the link at the end of this post.
The Sea, the Sea - by Iris Murdoch
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Charles Arrowby, leading light of England's theatrical set, retires from glittering London to an isolated home by the sea. He plans to write a memoir about his great love affair with Clement Makin, his mentor both professionally and personally, and to amuse himself with Lizzie, an actress he has strung along for many years. None of his plans work out, and his memoir evolves into a riveting chronicle of the strange events and unexpected visitors--some real, some spectral--that disrupt his world and shake his oversized ego to its very core.
Treasure Island, by Robert Louis Stevenson
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Following the death of bloodthirsty buccaneer Captain Flint, young Jim Hawkins finds himself with the key to a fortune - he has discovered a map that will lead him to the fabled Treasure Island. But a gang of villains, wild beasts and deadly swashbucklers stand between him and the stash of gold. Not to mention the most infamous pirate ever to sail the high seas . .
The Summer Book, by Tove Jansson
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An elderly artist and her six-year-old granddaughter while away a summer together on a tiny island in the gulf of Finland. Gradually, the two learn to adjust to each other's fears, whims and yearnings for independence, and a fierce yet understated love emerges - one that encompasses not only the summer inhabitants but the island itself, with its mossy rocks, windswept firs and unpredictable seas.
Solaris, by Stanislaw Lem
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In Solaris, Kris Kelvin arrives on an orbiting research station to study the remarkable ocean that covers the planet’s surface. But his fellow scientists appear to be losing their grip on reality, plagued by physical manifestations of their repressed memories. When Kelvin’s long-dead wife suddenly reappears, he is forced to confront the pain of his past - while living a future that never was. Can Kelvin unlock the mystery of Solaris? Does he even want to?
The Salt Path, by Raynor Winn
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Just days after Raynor learns that Moth, her husband of 32 years, is terminally ill, their home and livelihood is taken away. With nothing left and little time, they make the brave and impulsive decision to walk the 630 miles of the sea-swept South West Coast Path, from Somerset to Dorset, via Devon and Cornwall. They have almost no money for food or shelter and must carry only the essentials for survival on their backs as they live wild in the ancient, weathered landscape of cliffs, sea and sky. Yet through every step, every encounter, and every test along the way, their walk becomes a remarkable journey
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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 10 months
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Georges Lacombe - La Mer, coastal scenes of Brittany.
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“As I lay there, listening to the soft slap of the sea, and thinking these sad and strange thoughts, more and more and more stars had gathered, obliterating the separateness of the Milky Way and filling up the whole sky. And far far away in that ocean of gold, stars were silently shooting and falling and finding their fates, among these billions and billions of merging golden lights. And curtain after curtain of gauze was quietly removed, and I saw stars behind stars behind stars, as in the magical Odeons of my youth. And I saw into the vast soft interior of the universe which was slowly and gently turning itself inside out. I went to sleep, and in my sleep I seemed to hear a sound of singing.” 
— Iris Murdoch, The Sea, The Sea
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derangedrhythms · 2 years
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Extreme love must bring terror with it [...]
Iris Murdoch, from 'The Sea, the Sea'
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thebluesthour · 1 year
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Marie-Célie Agnant, The Book of Emma, tr. Zilpha Ellis
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teejaystumbles · 1 year
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A siren au playlist for The Wine-Dark Sea
for myself, and of course @moorishflower <3
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lupismaris · 1 year
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Evening fog, Rehoboth, 2.23.23
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darkbloomiana · 5 months
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