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hairtusk · 2 years
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Anne Sexton, With Mercy for the Greedy
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yourgirlfoe · 1 year
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Ya'll ever go, "fuckin' hell, I know this smell!" and it's the smell of a February evening from 2017 ?
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derangedrhythms · 7 months
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It’s like autumn arriving. You expect nothing from its arrival. You expect everything. 
Alejandra Pizarnik, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962–1972; Extracting the Stone of Madness; from ‘Extracting the Stone of Madness’, tr. Yvette Siegert
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mehreenkhan · 1 year
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mohabbat mein nahin hai farq jeene aur marne ka usi ko dekh kar jite hain jis kafir pe dam nikle
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heavenlyyshecomes · 1 year
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The garden, the voices, the writing, the silence.
— All I do is search and not find. This is how I spend my nights.
—Alejandra Pizarnik, ‘Some of Shadow's Texts,’ from Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962-1972, tr. Yvette Siegert
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"But no true Man nor Elf yet free / would ever speak that blasphemy"
Beren and Finrod are willing to blow their cover right in front of Sauron himself rather than repeat these words:
"Death to light, to law, to love! / Cursed be moon and stars above! / May darkness everlasting old / that waits outside in surges cold / drown Manwë, Varda, and the sun! / May all in hatred be begun / and all in evil ended be / in the moaning of the endless Sea!"
So...how do the elves perform this part of the Lay of Lethian? Because these lines are from the Lay, and the elves must sing and perform the Lay fairly often since it's one of their most beloved stories.
I find it difficult to believe that they would willingly and frequently repeat the blasphemous and seditious words that Finrod and Been were willing to lose their lives not to repeat just for a song (however important that song might be). If nothing else, it would be very disrespectful to the heroes they are trying to immortalize who did in fact die in large part because they blew their cover by not repeating those words.
So, my theory is that the words quoted above from the Lay of Leithian are sung and performed but are not actually the words that Sauron and the orcs used. In other words, I believe that the verse in the Lay is a toned-down or altered version (it is a little overdramatic, after all) of the actual oath to darkness because "no true Man nor Elf yet free / would ever speak that blasphemy"
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laylaslibrary · 10 months
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I am someone who did not die when I should have died.
-Anne Carson, from Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides
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Jane: I simply cannot believe that I lost the election for student body president to a baking ingredient!
Dirk: To be fair, vanilla extract would enact better policies than you would.
Jane: It is an inanimate object, Dirk! It cannot even enact a single policy!
Dirk: Exactly.
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cuties-in-codices · 8 months
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i just hit 1,500 followers on this blog! thank you all so much!! i never expected this kind of response when i started my lil medieval illuminations blog a few months ago and it means more to me than you know.
to celebrate, here's something a bit different for once -- a poem by Alejandra Pizarnik that contains the quote that i've always used as a kind of motto on my blog. the english translation is by Yvette Siegert, published in Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962-1972
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molotovc · 6 months
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1, 2, 3 𝘗𝘳𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳/𝘖𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘯 Francisco x. Alarcon // 4 Hannibal // 5 𝘜𝘯𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘑𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘚𝘺𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘢 𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘩 // 6 𝘚𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘚𝘰𝘯 Fransisco Goya // 7 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘊𝘢𝘯 𝘚𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘙𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘐𝘯 𝘈𝘯 𝘈𝘪𝘳𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 Anis Mojgani // 8 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘍𝘢𝘭��𝘦𝘯 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 Alexandre Cabanel // 9 𝘎𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 The National
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hairtusk · 2 years
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Sylvia Plath, Poem for a Birthday, 1959
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fromdarzaitoleeza · 11 months
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Sanna Wani, “Who is the Sun, Asking for Sleep?”, My Grief, the Sun // Brenna Twohy, A Coworker Asks Me If I Am Sad, Still
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yourgirlfoe · 1 year
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I have the power of prescription drugs and delusion on my side 🗡
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derangedrhythms · 1 year
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Silence multiplies, silence is fire. 
Alejandra Pizarnik, Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962-1972: A Musical Hell; from ‘Dirges’, tr. Yvette Siegert
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fleetling · 6 months
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but the rain fell through October
Audre Lorde, from ‘‘Never to Dream of Spiders’’
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heavenlyyshecomes · 1 year
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The body remembers love like the lighting of a lamp.
—Alejandra Pizarnik, ‘Fugue in Lilac,’ from Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962-1972, tr. Yvette Siegert
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