January 2012
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December 2011
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“The problem is that Marks seems to think it’s okay to require black kids to be...”
– Kelly Virella: If I Were The Middle Class White Guy Gene Marks
Dec 22nd
marrows cruel mock →
And I’ve posted this here there and everywhere so very many times, but I don’t fucking care right now. *** This is probably my very favourite passage from Hoban ever, bar none. I’ve lost track of the number of times I’ve typed it out by now. *** Barrow full of rocks? said the yellow paper. That’s just my name for it, said Word. A pneumatic. Mnemonic, said the yellow paper. Whatever...
Dec 19th
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Three Excerpts from Kleinzeit
theheadoforpheus: In memoriam Russel Hoban. Read More
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November 2011
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“If a person, any person, whatever your previous relations have been,...”
– Commodorified gets get these sudden urges to do stuff like Solve Rape Culture Forever, and this is the result
Nov 25th
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Nov 21st
“NORM STAMPER: Well, I have great respect for Chuck, and I do believe that since...”
– Norm Stamper 84-Year-Old Dorli Rainey, Pepper-Sprayed at Occupy Seattle, Denounces “Worsening” Police Crackdowns [emphasis added]
Nov 17th
“You don’t make a poem with ideas, but with words.”
– Stéphane Mallarmé
Nov 16th
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The Four Quartets - T.S. Eliot
Burnt Norton Time present and time past Are both perhaps present in time future And time future contained in time past. If all time is eternally present All time is unredeemable. What might have been is an abstraction Remaining a perpetual possibility Only in a world of speculation. What might have been and what has been Point to one end, which is always present. Footfalls echo in...
Nov 16th
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Hershey, discontent with merely exploiting people... →
“Students like Mr. Ureche, who had paid as much as $6,000 to take part in the program, expected a chance to see the best of this country, to make American friends and sightsee, with a summer job to help finance it all. Instead, many students who were placed at the packing plant found themselves working grueling night shifts on speeding production lines, repeatedly lifting boxes weighing as...
Nov 7th
How NOT to support queer rights in Africa →
“It was widely reported, earlier this month, that the British Government has threatened to cut aid to governments of “countries that persecute homosexuals” unless they stop punishing people in same-sex relationships. These threats follow similar decisions that have been taken by a number of other donor countries against countries such as Uganda and Malawi. While the intention may well be to...
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Nov 3rd
King Lear, Act five, scene two
KING LEAR And my poor fool is hang’d! No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou’lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never! Pray you, undo this button: thank you, sir. Do you see this? Look on her, look, her lips, Look there, look there! [Dies]
Nov 3rd
King Lear, Act One, scene one
KING OF FRANCE Fairest Cordelia, that art most rich, being poor; Most choice, forsaken; and most loved, despised! Thee and thy virtues here I seize upon: Be it lawful I take up what’s cast away. Gods, gods! ‘tis strange that from their cold’st neglect My love should kindle to inflamed respect. Thy dowerless daughter, king, thrown to my chance,...
Nov 3rd
King Lear: contents page →
Nov 3rd
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King Lear: full text →
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Cordelia - Little Dove Theatre Art →
Nov 3rd
KING LEAR: Act one, scene one
KING LEAR Meantime we shall express our darker purpose. Give me the map there. Know that we have divided In three our kingdom: and ‘tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age; Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburthen’d crawl toward death. Our son of Cornwall, And you, our no less loving son of Albany, We...
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October 2011
7 posts
Note:
A friend recently asked for some poem recs, and I started looking for some poems I like and ended up also finding some poems that the people who write anthologies seem to think that everyone should know, and I’ve done enough lit classes in my time to have read many of those anthologies. I might be done for the evening, but expect more poetry spam in the near future
Oct 31st
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The Jumblies - Edward Lear
I They went to sea in a Sieve, they did, In a Sieve they went to sea: In spite of all their friends could say, On a winter’s morn, on a stormy day, In a Sieve they went to sea! And when the Sieve turned round and round, And every one cried, ‘You’ll all be drowned!’ They called aloud, ‘Our Sieve ain’t big, But we don’t care a button! we...
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