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reno-matago · 1 year
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ℭ𝔥𝔞𝔪𝔭𝔦𝔬𝔫 𝔄𝔭𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔬
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'' I whose rays make the lines of thunder, And whose altars the universe worships; I whose greatest gods would fear war, Can I take mortals without dishonour?
I attack in spite of myself their proud envy, Their audacity overcame my nature and fate; For my virtue which is only to give life, Is now forced to kill them.
I free my altars from these troublesome obstacles, And trampling on these brigands whom my darts will punish, From now on everyone will come to my oracles, And prevent the harm that may befall him.
It is I who penetrate the hardness of the trees, Tear from their hearts a learned voice, Who silences the winds, who makes the marbles speak, And who traces to fate the conduct of kings.
It is I whose warmth gives life to roses, And raise up the buried fruits, I give duration and color to things, And bring to life the radiance of the whiteness of the lilies.
So little that I am absent, a cloak of darkness Holds with cold horror heaven and earth covered, The most beautiful orchards are funereal objects, And when my eye is closed everything dies in the universe.''
''Apollon Champion'', Théophile de Viau, (french poet, 1590-1626)
Bust of Apollo, marble. Late XVII/ XVIII°
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blacknikoj · 2 years
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a shyte poem
i wish i could meet my god i could adore him, would adore him get my hands dirty for him shyt together, i’d serve him well and make this work
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lotrmusical · 2 months
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never let anyone tell you that trawling through mediocre victorian poetry isn't worth it. we just happened upon an absolute BANGER of a worm poem. go read it or else 🪱🪱🪱
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rise-deepseamonster · 27 days
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Love how Percy just casually drops lore all throughout the Son of Neptune. Frank and Hazel are getting the encyclopedia knowledge on every monster they encounter plus some extra side stories from how he fought them in gym classes and "oh yea, I had a fist fight with Kronos in Manhatten."
And then they meet Annabeth and realize that behind every goofy looking powerful guy, there's an incredibly smart, capable and even more powerful woman who makes sure he doesn't die on a daily basis and are like, "oh. thats why he's still alive."
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dr4gme · 4 months
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troutreznor · 3 months
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SMALL DOG SYNDROME 
small dog you’re so funny when you snap small dog you’re so funny when you shake small dog you’re so bad when you bark small dog you never learned the rules
small dog lays flat on the floor  and sighs and whines  while it waits for you to come back from wherever you go  all day small dog doesn’t know if you’re coming home small dog hides under the bed to puke does it quiet eats its shame before you ever smell it  small dog’s bark is worse than its bite  small dog you are so funny when you bite  small dog it’s so funny when you’re mad  so by all means pick it up throw it around  lock it in a cage while you laugh small dog you are so funny when you cry
small dog can’t remember being a wolf  can’t remember being big  howling in harpstring harmony  like a plucked and quivering note in a catacomb  sleeping in a warm pile of bodies in a dry place that smells like family  the taste of fresh hot blood and wet bone iron fire honey salt 
small dog run free beneath the moon in your dreams
small dog is so happy you’re home!! small dog loves you!!!
JMGD
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guulabii · 1 year
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written by kaveh akbar
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apocryphics · 1 month
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swannsways · 2 months
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The Holdovers was a little movie that we made in Boston, about three people that came together to form a little family.
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fandom-trash-goblin · 3 months
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you live in a house of god; praying on your knees; and wonder why he never saves you.
on being unloved by god
credit:
Kate Cayley, “Lent” // in image // meriem evangeline, deus mortis // this pin // The Poet X by Elizabeth Acevedo //The Road by Cormac McCarthy // Mariners apartment complex, Lana Del Rey // the unabridged journals, Sylvia Plath // Heather O'Neill, Lullabies for Little Criminals// Akwaeke Emezi? // in image // in image //Day After Tomorrow, Tom Waits (it's a song?)
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star-girlfriend · 9 months
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your survival is beautiful
cabindemos tumblr // miraclesandcrosses tiktok // unknown // sanegreen tumblr // wuntrum tumblr // bulldyke-rider tumblr // unknown // iamstillgentle tiktok
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somberous · 5 months
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Anne Carson, from Glass, Irony and God: The Fall of Rome: A Traveller’s Guide [ID in alt text]
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it’s their’s to burn
sharing a cigarette with joan of arc - dante émile ( @orpheuslament ) // photography by brendon burton
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Anne Carson, “Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides” / George William Joy, “Sleeping Joan of Arc” / Andrei Tarkovsky / Anne Sexton / “Martyrdom of Saint Sebastian”, Il Sodoma / Caroline Walker Bynum, “The Holy Feast and the Holy Fast” / “St. Denis Picking up His Head”, 19th century Panthéon murals / Margaret Atwood, “Half Hanged Mary”
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metamorphesque · 6 months
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"Nature Morte.", Joseph Brodsky (tr George L. Kline)
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