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araekni · 21 hours

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Dayspring, Anthony Oliveira

#anthony oliveira #words #image described in main text #image described #topic: theology

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araekni · 1 day

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[ID: Seven images, all of incredible and remote landscapes, each with a couple of words written over them. The completed quote reads:

IF I DON'T MAKE IT BACK FROM WHERE I'VE GONE JUST KNOW I LOVED YOU ALL ALONG

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A Storm in the Rocky Mountains, Mt. Rosalie – Albert Bierstadt (detail) // Lofoten Island – Lev Lagorio // Rosenlaui – François Diday // Mount Elbrus in the Clouds – Nikolai Yaroshenko // Storm in the Mountains – Hermann Ottomar Herzog // Sierra Nevada – Albert Bierstadt // Rocky Mountain Landscape – Albert Bierstadt // Inkpot Gods – The Amazing Devil

#words #art #collage #painting #the amazing devil #albert bierstadt #lev lagorio #françois diday #nikolai yaroshenko #hermann ottomar herzog #topic: love #theme: nature #theme: come back #theme: confession

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araekni · 1 day

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There's an art to everything. Even turning away. How eventually even hunger can become a space to live in.

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Carl Phillips, from “Civilization”, Then the War: And Selected Poems, 2007-2020

#carl phillips #words #image described #image described in main text #topic:#topic: absence #theme: a hole in the world #theme: hungry but not for food #theme: refusal

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araekni · 2 days

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Jeffrey Gibson

#jeffrey gibson #art #words #textile #theme: colour #theme: history #theme: identity #theme: violence #topic: memory #theme: happiness #theme: weather #image described in main text #image described

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araekni · 2 days

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An excerpt from your body, burning by @araekni.

#art #embroidery #words #original #mine #my art #my writing #image described in main text #image description in alt text #image described #topic: grief #theme: the body #theme: i have no choice but to live with this #theme: sickness #tw chronic illness

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araekni · 2 days

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Neil Hilborn, “For Henry, Who Has Just Died”, The Future

#weeping. wailing even #neil hilborn #is THAT poet. to me #words #image described #image described in main text #topic: grief #theme: death #theme: fauna #topic: memory #theme: rest #tw suicidality

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araekni · 2 days

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Faulty, Leila Chatti (insp. by @heavensghost)

#words #art #textile #mine #original #leila chatti #image described #image description in alt text #topic: grief #theme: of course we will hurt each other #theme: dysfunction #theme: anguish #my art

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araekni · 3 days

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[ID: An excerpt from Giovanni's Room by James Baldwin. It reads:

'Beautiful logic,' I said. 'You mean I have a home to go to as long as I don't go there?'

He laughed. 'Well, isn't it true? You don't have a home until you leave and then, when you have left it, you never can go back.'

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😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

#im gonna thrup #words #james baldwin #topic: home #theme: come back #image described in main text #image described

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araekni · 7 days

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Rati Saxena, ed. by Kate Rogers and Viki Holmes, from Not a Muse: The Inner Lives of Women: A World Poetry Anthology; "Mountain nights"

[Text ID: “Last night / there was a dream / And / In the dream? You / You / You / And / Only you”]

#words #image described #image described in main text #rati saxena #topic: love #theme: rest #theme: desire #theme: hungry but not for food

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araekni · 9 days

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[ID: A photograph of a white person with shoulder length brown hair; their neck is turned to the side, and the picture spans from beneath their collarbones to their cheek and ear. Various points on their skin across their neck and collarbones are numbered from one to thirty. The photograph is from an anatomy textbook, McMinn's Color Atlas of Head and Neck Anatomy, and was taken by Ralph T. Hutchings. End ID.]

The exposed neck: from the accessory nerve (emerging) to the vocal fold. © Mosby/McMinn

#art #photography #image described in main text #image described #theme: the body #topic: humanity #theme: touch #ralph t. hutchings #i love when stuff that was made for a different purpose breaks containment #the notes are full of people doing connect the dots and saying where they want to kiss and be kissed #and its originally from an anatomy textbook; presumably for medical students. art is science and science is art etc #its all part of being human. seeing the beauty and finding meaning in each other and a thousand other ordinary things

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araekni · 10 days

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i know this isn't the usual thing I post on this blog, but i think it's important enough to warrant it. the rafah border is closing, and the fact is that not everyone is going to escape before it does. please help me ensure this little girl and her parents aren't among them

hi. if anyone who sees this has any extra cash, i would really, really appreciate if you'd consider donating to this fundraiser to evacuate a three year old girl, faya, and her parents from gaza before the rafah crossing closes. their original godfundme was shut down and time is running out. the new fundraiser, hosted on gogetfunding, can be found here:

#palestine #important #boost

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araekni · 11 days

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Wasn't There

Breathing in the evening air

I saw a town that wasn't there

There was a bell with severed string

I heard it as it didn't ring

I knocked on doors that don't exist

And looked through windows made of mist

There were no people in the square

To tell my why they weren't there

Their voices didn't reach my ears

As they told me all their fears

Of fire, slaughter, death, and rot

That never happened in this spot

"We don't exist," they didn't say

"And we don't want to go away.

You'll be leaving soon, and then

we'll start to not exist again."

I didn't want to leave them there

In their town of empty air

But then I found that I forgot

Everywhere that they were not

I searched for hours, day and night

For a place beyond all sight

To this day, I don't know where

I saw the town that wasn't there

#@revui #words #topic: absence #this has such a good rhythm; i can see it being animated and turned into a short film

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araekni · 11 days

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PIG, APROXM

Clean your teeth with the meat of pig,

Gamer sinew caught,

Prime game slaught.

Try your luck with me,

It’s your knife I saw,

It’s my bones you sought,

And it’s the pigs’.

Dribble king,

Sweet soul king,

He’s not me if you’re asking.

I do dribble,

Prime juice raw,

Served a side of coleslaw,

Sitting on the side of basketball.

I shit mud.

Now I’m ready,

To sit next to swine.

I know my place in line.

I’m dribbling down the belt.

I shit mud.

I know where my head belongs,

Right next in line to porcupine.

I sing such sweet songs,

When I fire the mudslide,

And you take a swig,

Of the guts of pig,

Served chalice side,

And,

You order the palisades,

Extracted from arcades,

Drawn and quartered,

Who sit before you,

And,

You know your place.

#words #@aproxm #OH SHIT #theme: fauna #theme: filth #theme: violence #theme: the body

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araekni · 11 days

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I DO MY OWN HAUNTING

Despite the night, fog and drink,

I survive the crash unscathed.

A couple of days later

I’m at the junkyard with my father,

the sun in the azure illuminating

what we couldn’t see before-

the aftermath of a death wish

hurtling through space.

Together, taking in the metal creature

with the crushed and mangled face.

It’s so bright out here, says Dad.

From its malty innards we collect my belongings,

all ale-soaked and dripping.

Neither parent nor child utters the beast’s name.

For another three years I let the poison fuel my penance.

#@bi0feed #words #theme: haunting #theme: death #theme: shame #tw suicide #tw suicidal ideation #theme: fathers

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araekni · 12 days

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[ID: 'Threnody for Alchemists', a poem by @monkeysky. It reads:

They wanted to make gold from lead They wanted their work to evolve They wanted to break the king's head They wanted the stone to dissolve They wanted the circle and square They wanted a uniform word They wanted their feet in the air They wanted to be like a bird They wanted to empty the hole They wanted the metal to burn They wanted a spherical soul They wanted a peaceful return They wanted their voices attuned They wanted the man in the flask They wanted to seal up the wound They wanted to put on a mask They wanted to make the floor level They wanted a ritual clown They wanted the horns of the devil They wanted the stars to come down They wanted a chance to create They wanted the mirror to flow They wanted to open the gate They wanted to let the world know They wanted a clarified light They wanted the fountain of youth They wanted the blind to have sight They wanted a handful of truth They wanted their blood on a knife They wanted the cure for forgetting They wanted the water of life They wanted a chemical wedding They wanted to purge out the flaw They wanted the meat on the bone They wanted the whole of the law They wanted a spot on the throne They wanted to watch the earth spin They wanted a pill they could swallow They wanted the book to begin They wanted a path they could follow They wanted to lay like a worm They wanted the call to arrive They wanted to bury the germ They wanted the swarm of the hive They wanted to climb to the peak They wanted primordial matter They wanted the fire to speak They wanted the bottle to shatter

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Threnody For Alchemists

by @monkeysky

#words #@monkeysky #image described #image described in main text #i love this SO much #topic: humanity #theme: creation #theme: you knew what i was when you picked me up #theme: a longing that's killing me #theme: unmaking

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araekni · 12 days

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i used up all my red thread :/

L-R: A kettle intended as a gift for a friend; a rough excerpt of my own poem your body, burning (textile inspired by the style of @heavensghost) and the final lines of Faulty by Leila Chatti.

#words #art #textile #mine #image described #image description in alt text #my writing #my art #original #leila chatti #not a web

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araekni · 15 days

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[ID: the words IF I KNEW THAT A FASCIST WAS A GREAT POET I'D SHOOT HIM ANYWAY over a blurry black and white scene of what looks like a riot, with people rushing towards a tall structure, most of them shirtless. One of the figures looks like they're carrying a gallows. End ID.]

How To Read Ezra Pound, Martin Espada Art by @/clear.truth

#words #art #collage #martin espada #@clear.truth #@j-j-johnny #image described #image described in main text #theme: the written word #theme: violence #as they should

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