Local folks: I'm co-organizing this fundraiser for Moveable Feast at @thecrownbaltimore if you want to join!
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Ekoi helmet masks made of wood & skin, Nigeria, 19th century
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Artistic Bird-Shaped Canopy Bed
Follow Research.Lighting on Tumblr
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“From factory to consumer”. Postcard from my collection, mailed 1907.
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Forewarned is forearmed.
The demon who licks your toes if they get out of bed at night is from the book of demons. Isfahan in central Iran.
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April 3, 2024: Positivity, D.A. Powell
Positivity
D.A. Powell
“Anyway, it isn’t forever,” Chris said,
“eventually you’re dead.” And we laughed
Besides, everything is better now. Not us
but implants, blenders, children, heart attacks.
There’s never been a better time to be alive
than when you are. If you are. Black-throated
blue warbler says chewchewchewchewchewww
drawing the last chew out like a sucking drainpipe
to say he has mated and is satisfied. Say what
you will about that. His joy is uncontainable
and yet it has a form, a measure, to make it clear
he’s not upset or feeling anxious. And if he’s bragging,
well, it’s no shame to brag that you’re happy.
Honeybees cavorting on the goldenrod are working
toward a common goal they’ll never see achieved.
They lay down the walls of their cathedral of honeycomb
and will not cope the spire, busy in the present task,
trusting that the work continues. I’d like to write
a children’s book called everybody dies. Upbeat, of
course, and pragmatic. You only got so many
days. Don’t think about death; when you’re
ready, death will think about you. Go out
tonight with your friends, like Chris, who went out
big or not at all. Have a ball. Plan ahead.
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Hear the poet read this aloud.
also by D.A. Powell (shared in year 1 of this project!):
[this is what you love: more people. you remember]
More like this:
Overjoyed, Ada Limón
you can’t be a star in the sky without holy fire, Frank X. Gaspar
Today in:
2023: Picture This, Jiordan Castle
2022: Alba, Madeleine Cravens
2021: July, Cristin O'Keefe Aptowicz
2020: Poem Beginning With A Retweet, Maggie Smith
2019: Waiting for Happiness, Nomi Stone
2018: United, Naomi Shihab Nye
2017: If You Are Over Staying Woke, Morgan Parker
2016: High School Senior, Sharon Olds
2015: Dog in Bed, Joyce Sidman
2014: Persephone Writes to Her Mother, Tara Mae Mulroy
2013: Hook, James Wright
2012: How to Build an Owl, Kathleen Lynch
2011: Expecting, Kevin Young
2010: The Choir, Luke Kennard
2009: I Come Home Wanting To Touch Everyone, Stephen Dunn
2008: Visible World, Richard Siken
2007: Anywhere Else, Maggie Dietz
2006: After Work, Richard Jones
2005: The Sheep-Child, James Dickey
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"The Pilots"
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Marianne Stokes (Austrian/English, 1855-1927): Little Brother and Little Sister (via Sotheby’s)
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Miss La La by Edgar Degas, 1879.
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Imperial passport of Kublai Khan “I am the emissary of the Khan. If you defy me, you die.” 1240 A.D. [886x960]
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"In a historic “first-of-its-kind” agreement the government of British Colombia has acknowledged the aboriginal ownership of 200 islands off the west coast of Canada.
The owners are the Haida nation, and rather than the Canadian government giving something to a First Nation, the agreement admits that the “Xhaaidlagha Gwaayaai” or the “islands at the end of world,” always belonged to them, a subtle yet powerful difference in the wording of First Nations negotiating.
BC Premier David Eby called the treaty “long overdue” and once signed, will clear the way for half a million hectares (1.3 million acres) of land to be managed by the Haida.
Postal service, shipping lanes, school and community services, private property rights, and local government jurisdiction, will all be unaffected by the agreement, which will essentially outline that the Haida decide what to do with the 200 or so islands and islets.
“We could be facing each other in a courtroom, we could have been fighting each other for years and years, but we chose a different path,” said Minister of Indigenous Relations of BC, Murray Rankin at the signing ceremony, who added that it took creativity and courage to “create a better world for our children.”
Indeed, making the agreement outside the courts of the formal treaty process reflects a vastly different way of negotiating than has been the norm for Canada.
“This agreement won’t only raise all boats here on Haida Gwaii – increase opportunity and prosperity for the Haida people and for the whole community and for the whole province – but it will also be an example and another way for nations – not just in British Columbia, but right across Canada – to have their title recognized,” said Eby.
In other words, by deciding this outside court, Eby and the province of BC hope to set a new standard for how such land title agreements are struck."
-via Good News Network, April 18, 2024
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a little obsessed with the story of how giacomo casanova was sharing a gondola with this random guy who suddenly started having a seizure, and casanova had some medical training so he stabilized the guy until the guy’s physician could be called. and then the physician bled the guy and put mercury ointment on him, which caused everything to get worse to the point that a priest was called to administer the guy’s last rites, but then casanova stepped in and washed off the mercury ointment despite the doctor yelling at him not to. and the guy recovered and turned out to be super rich and powerful and in gratitude bankrolled casanova’s debauchery for years until casanova got himself sentenced to five years in jail for blasphemy. also at one point he got shot through the hand in a duel and doctors wanted to amputate it but he said no it’ll be fine and it Was
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poems for palestine|🇵🇸 🫒
“defiance”, mahmoud darwish
“i grant you refuge”, hiba abu nada
“a lullaby for gaza”, tayseer abu odeh
“who remembers the palestinians?”, sophia armen
“ against barbarity, poetry can only resist by confirming attachment to human fragility like a blade of grass growing on a wall while armies march by. ” << mahmoud darwish
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