May 2012
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Listen5 Centimeters Per Second
May 30th
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viabicycle: 15 August, 1904 My dear Nora, It has just struck me. I came in at half past eleven. Since then I have been sitting in an easy chair like a fool. I could do nothing. I hear nothing but your voice. I am like a fool hearing you call me ‘Dear.’ I offended two men today by leaving them coolly. I wanted to hear your voice, not theirs. When I am with you, I leave aside my contemptuous,...
May 29th
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May 28th
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“74 We lay down, and the pain let up. We embraced, and the pain let go: No...”
– “[We lay down and the pain let up]” by Vera Pavlova, in If There is Something to Desire (via growing-orbits)
May 28th
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May 28th
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Love's Philosophy
blogut: The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine In one spirit meet and mingle— Why not I with thine? See the mountains kiss high Heaven And the waves clasp one another; No sister-flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps...
May 28th
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May 28th
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May 26th
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And now I Foam to wheat, a glitter of seas. The child’s cry Melts in the wall. And I Am the arrow, The dew that flies Suicidal, at one with the drive Into the red Eye, the cauldron of morning. - Sylvia Plath, Ariel
May 24th
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May 23rd
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The Night Sea
The longing for the touch was what they lived out of not mainly their bodies For that friend we walked       inside of the night sea shedding our skins- - Jean Valentine
May 23rd
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We call her daughter by her mother’s name, Jenny, when she fusses.  They are both alike; high cheekbones from Carib blood, a way of standing tall, of eyes appraising.  Call her Aunty when we lime in the porch, She waves us goodbye to parties, beach limes, like flipping pages of a book she is mother to us. We watch them spat, mother and daughter and watch them make peace. We...
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May 17th
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lespoemes: Life is short And pleasures few And holed the ship And drowned the crew But oh! But oh! How very blue The sea is! Clive Barker
May 17th
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May 17th
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“As for myself, I swung the door open. And there was the wordless, singing world....”
– Mary Oliver, from “Work, Sometimes” in New and Selected Poems, Volume Two (via proustitute)
May 16th
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May 14th
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Just signed up for this. You should, too. →
thetargetbird: Why? 1. It’s free 2. From the looks of things, it’ll cover quite a number of good poets 3. We can talk about cool poetry things 4. We can make fun of how uncool 3 is, both conceptually and as a sentence 5. If you follow the recommended prior-to-class reading, you’ll read “Song of Myself,” which should be required to be read by law if you’re going to attempt to write poetry...
May 14th
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“The dangers of life are infinite, and safety is among them.”
– Goethe (via essentz)
May 14th
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I am addicted to exercise.  I never feel as satisfied with anything else as I do after a run or swimming.  It needs to be at least a half-hour of steady exercise and I need to use all of my body; no bikes or equipment.  Just the body working as it was meant to do.  Muscles and tendons, heart and lungs.  It feels good to push yourself, otherwise what use is living?  What is the use of going...
May 14th
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May 13th
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Trim my hooves
Trim my hooves! I am thirsty for experience. The glass man on the glass river says If only I could get down it alone      —But you are getting down it alone… Thirsty! I drink from my own well the red and blue fire around my head this minute vanishing         I befriended with it — Jean Valentine Door in the Mountain: New & Collected Poems
May 12th
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Final Notation- Adrienne Rich
with-ash-in-her-mouth: it will not be simple, it will not be long it will take little time, it will take all your thought it will take all your heart, it will take all your breath it will be short, it will not be simple it will touch through your ribs, it will take all your heart it will not be long, it will occupy your thought as a city is occupied, as a bed is occupied it will take all your...
May 11th
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I’ve realised some of my favourite words are: flying dreaming floating darkness fire blue hunger rage blackness eyes
May 11th
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May 11th
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May 10th
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May 10th
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Letter to me
I think it’s very easy to be lulled by everyday life.  We’re constantly taught to be calm, act rationally, be logical, be sensible.  Those things are very well and good.  I’ve read about being creative, trying different techniques, and I’ve seen lots of inspiring words about how much potential we all have.  But it doesn’t seem to capture what I only realise in...
May 9th
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May 9th
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May 9th
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mythologyofblue: “Those who live by the sea can hardly form a single thought of which the sea would not be part.” ―Hermann Broch
May 9th
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May 8th
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Baby Love and the Double Standard
thetangential: As an English major in college, I was asked countless times if I was interested in teaching as a career. I said I considered teaching at the college level, but wouldn’t enjoy a classroom younger than that. “No grade school or high school English classes for you, huh?” was a common press, to which I replied, “That sounds like a damn nightmare. I would be terrible at that.” I...
May 7th
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May 6th
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“To set out for rehearsals in that quivering quarter-hour is to engage...”
– ― Derek Walcott, What the Twilight Says: Essays (via caribbeanwriters)
May 6th
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May 5th
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“All human beings are also dream beings. Dreaming ties all mankind together.”
– Jack Kerouac (via mydarkenedeyes)
May 5th
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May 5th
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May 5th
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May 4th
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May 4th
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Questions answered →
1. What’s the meaning behind your url? It’s just my name, Alina, last name Doodnath (it’s a tough one) 2.Who is your favourite author? Maybe Joseph Conrad for his narration techniques, I use them a lot now. I like loads of authors but I don’t follow them wholeheartedly, I tend to pinch things from each of them.  Hemingway is another, Joyce is another (although I can’t...
May 4th
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May 3rd
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May 3rd
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May 3rd
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May 3rd
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May 3rd
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