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araekni · a year ago
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when the only answer is silence
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@intactics, scio scire scivi scitum
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Annie Dillard, Teaching a Stone to Talk
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Ocean Vuong, Prayer for the Newly Damned
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Rumi, ‘Silence is an ocean’
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Lucille Clifton, brothers
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Carolyn Forché, The Angel of History
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Simone Weil, Gravity and Grace (trans. Emma Crawford and Mario von der Ruhr)
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Winter Light (1963) dir. Ingmar Bergman
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@rotgospels​ (x)
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Chen Chen, I’m not a religious person but
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Ilya Kaminsky, A City Like a Guillotine Shivers on Its Way to the Neck
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Rachel Muers, Keeping God's Silence: Towards a Theological Ethics of Communication
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Rainer Maria Rilke, I have many brothers in the South (trans. Robert Bly)
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woundgallery · 2 months ago
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From Holy, The Film by Annie Dillard 
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theclassicsreader · 2 months ago
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She [the writer] is careful of what she reads, for that is what she will write. She is careful of what she learns, because that is what she will know.
— Annie Dillard, from "Write Till You Drop"
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beguinesarchive · a year ago
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Annie Dillard, Teaching a Stone to Talk
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un-----made · 9 months ago
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16.02.22 ~ 15/100 days of productivity
still no response from my job application, feeling extremely sad and anxious about it but trying to stay positive & productive because i still have a lot of work for my current job. reading right now Deborah Levy but i got The Writing Life by Annie Dillard yesterday, im so excited because it's my first time reading her.
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macrolit · a month ago
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Pilgrim at Tinker Creek Annie Dillard
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entheognosis · 2 months ago
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tail-feathers · 29 days ago
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Annie Dillard: “Does anyone have the foggiest idea what sort of power we blithely invoke?”
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the-hearth-and-the-wild · 11 months ago
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Today is the winter solstice. The planet tilts just so to its star, lists and holds circling in a fixed tension between veering and longing, and spins helpless, exalted, in and out of that fleet blazing touch.
Annie Dillard, The Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
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thegirlthatcriesacademia · a year ago
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She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
- Annie Dillard
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noodledesk · 3 months ago
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when Annie Dillard said "Do not hoard what seems good for a later place in the book, or for another book; give it, give it all, give it now"; when Ocean Vuong said privilege your curiosity and your questions, you're writing towards the unknown; when Naheed Phiroze Patel said, "The work, the art, whatever you wish to create, is the best teacher—an organizing intelligence begins to reveal itself only when you start writing"...
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dk-thrive · 4 months ago
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Under the surface, that important deeper layer, it is about what it is to be an artist
There's a great essay by Annie Dillard called "The Death of a Moth" that I return to again and again, both as teacher and as writer. It is, on the surface, the story of a lonely woman who lives with her cats and goes to the woods to read about Rimbaud in the light of a campfire. Under the surface, that important deeper layer, it is about what it is to be an artist, to burn yourself up so completely in service to your work that you are transfigured, like the moth in the candle flame, or sacrificed on its altar, like Virginia Woolf. It's almost embarrassing, as much of Dillard's work can be, in its egotism and nakedness. It's a shocking essay for a lot of reasons, not the least of which is its unerring description of the natural world. Her images are neon a flare of light that illuminates a blue sweater sleeve, a sudden flash of jewelweed, a burning moth cloaked to the candle like a monk in saffron robes.
— Jo Ann Beard, Festival Days (Little, Brown & Company, March 16, 2021)
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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 4 months ago
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Light raining down
(Anne Mellinger Birdsong)
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A wind rose, quickening; it invaded my nostrils, vibrated my gut. I stirred and lifted my head. No, I’ve gone through this a million times, beauty is not a hoax… Beauty is real. I would never deny it; the appalling thing is that I forget it. ~ Annie Dillard, The Abundance: Narrative Essays Old and New (Ecco, March 15, 2016)
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spokenitalics · a year ago
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annie dillard really said
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AND THEN!!!!!!
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un-----made · 9 months ago
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19.02.22 ~ 16/100 days of productivity
having a slow saturday reading & taking notes for my dissertation project. went to a coffee shop to change my study environment & i made a lot of progress. i bought some flowers on my way back to motivate myself to clean my desk. still not news about my job application.
a few weeks ago i got invited to curate the second season of my radio show sinister flower at Internet Public Radio. i will be sharing more details about it next week. i'm so excited, i can't wait to share this project with everyone 🌻
insta: un_____made
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oeups · a year ago
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how we spend our days, is of course, how we spend our lives.
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