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diorpoisonapple · 7 months
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“Yes, I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.”
-Oscar Wilde
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thedepressedpelican · 2 months
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'I have looked upon those brilliant creatures,
And now my heart is sore.'
(excerpt from The Wild Swans of Coole)
William Butler Yeats
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adrasteiax · 2 years
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The trees are in their autumn beauty, The woodland paths are dry, Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still sky;
W.B. Yeats, from The Wild Swans At Coole in “The Collected Poems Of W.B. Yeats”
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derangedrhythms · 1 year
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[…] this life, this death.
W. B. Yeats, The Wild Swans at Coole; from ‘An Irish Airman Foresees His Death’
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b444b · 8 months
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Emma is my queen
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torgawl · 2 months
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firefly.... they killed our girlfriend????
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culturevulturette · 7 months
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THE WILD SWANS AT COOLE
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The trees are in their autumn beauty, The woodland paths are dry, Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still sky; Upon the brimming water among the stones Are nine-and-fifty swans.
The nineteenth autumn has come upon me Since I first made my count; I saw, before I had well finished, All suddenly mount And scatter wheeling in great broken rings Upon their clamorous wings.
I have looked upon those brilliant creatures, And now my heart is sore. All's changed since I, hearing at twilight, The first time on this shore, The bell-beat of their wings above my head, Trod with a lighter tread.
Unwearied still, lover by lover, They paddle in the cold Companionable streams or climb the air; Their hearts have not grown old; Passion or conquest, wander where they will, Attend upon them still.
But now they drift on the still water, Mysterious, beautiful; Among what rushes will they build, By what lake's edge or pool Delight men's eyes when I awake some day To find they have flown away?
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me reading another mcit fic: they dont even have precog chicken
#listen when you emerge into a universe that has just had time travel enabled as an option you are Automatically engaged in precog chicken#rule one of regular thinker chicken is not to bluff. rule one of precog chicken is you absolutely cannot bluff#if you arent greeted shortly by a future version of yourself who pulled off the insanely risky gambit you were fully intending to act upon#then you have failed step one. not a good look and not good for your potential future paths from here on out#the insanely risky gambit btw is outsething seth by swanning up to gery & asking if hes ever heard of the tragedy of darth plageus the wise#then yknow. normal longform time loop stuff. going crazy a little and maybe becoming a god#the you who freshly emerged into the chaos of the breached world and the you who is coming back for their maybe final run now both exist in#the same world at the same time. feel free to immediately develop a deep and concerning bond between you.#you are pro clonefucking btw right. like. if you arent here to get weird with your time clone theres the door#anyway thats the basic dai precog chicken time loop formula for of you want a superpowered deranged version of yourself running around#this seems like the most obvious straightfoward formula possible to me that its always mildly baffling when i only rarely encounter#anything like it in the wild like. i promise its lowhanging fruit. why are none of yall plucking it. love yourselves dude. embrace the cool#and uninhibited version of yourself that lives in your brain. it will be fine
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I don’t have any new inspiration and it scares me, people always talk about losing their creative vision and I thought that was just a myth…but what if it’s true
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soracities · 11 months
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hey!! i hope this doesnt come across weirdly but can you think of any poems that are "blue"? not necessarily that are about the color, but rather that evoke that feeling
This was such an intriguing question. Blue poems (to me), either in tone or feeling:
"The Wild Swans at Coole" by W.B. Yeats
"Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven" by W.B. Yeats
"Rain Song" by Badr Shakir al-Sayyab
"A Little Tooth" by Thomas Lux
"Night. The city grew calm..." by Alexander Blok
"Fire Graffiti" by Tomas Tranströmer
"Vermeer" by Tomas Tranströmer
"When She Told me..." by Jean Valentine
"black magic" by Sonia Sanchez
"Shapechangers in Winter" by Margaret Atwood
"I Sleep a Lot" by Czesław Miłosz
"Between Ageing and Old" by Jack Gilbert
"Imaginary Morning Glory" by C.D. Wright
"And Then I Tried" by Rene Ricard
"Rain" by Michael Bazzett
"Rush Hour" by Gerry Murphy
"The Hole" by Richard G. Stern
"in the rain" by e.e. cummings
"it may not always be so and i say" by e.e. cummings
"[And when I embraced you]" by Kiwao Nomura
"I Dreamed Again" by Anne Michaels
"Somewhere Night is Falling" by Anne Michaels
"Flame" by Adam Zagajewski
"Postscript" by Seamus Heaney
"Down by the Station Early in the Morning" by John Ashbery
"Love Poem" by Denise Levertov
"The Years from You to Me" by Paul Celan
"In Spite of Everything, the Stars" by Edward Hirsch
"Earthly Constellation" by Vasko Popa
"Waiting Room" by Ingeborg Bachmann
"Woman" by Saadi Youssef
"Night in Hamdan" by Saadi Youssef (no online source, but the collection is Without an Alphabet, Without a Face)
"I'm Speaking" by Rafael Guillén
"Head, Heart" by Lydia Davis
"Dwelling" by Li-Young Lee
"Aubade" by Louise Gluck
"French Novel" by Richie Hofman
"Counting the Beats" by Robert Graves
"Cascando" by Samuel Beckett
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petaltexturedskies · 7 months
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The trees are in their autumn beauty, the woodland paths are dry, under the October twilight the water mirrors a still sky;
W.B. Yeats, from The Wild Swans at Coole in "The Collected Poems Of W.B. Yeats"
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shayandas · 7 months
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Fall Poetry Recommendations 🍁
To Autumn by John Keats
My November Guest by Robert Frost
Fall, leaves, fall by Emily Brontë
Autumn by John Clare
End of Summer by Stanley Kunitz
Sonnet 73 by William Shakespeare
Sunset to Star Rise by Christina Rossetti
First Fall by Maggie Smith
Ode to the West Wind by P.B. Shelley
Autumn Song by W.H. Auden
Tell me not here by  A.E. Houseman
The Wild Swans at Coole William Butler Yeats
Japanese Maple by Clive James
The Beautiful Changes by Richard Wilbur
Among the Rocks by Robert Browning
Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost
Beyond the Red River by Thomas McGrath
September Midnight by Sara Teasdale
Autumn Fires by Robert Louis Stevenson
A Reminiscence by Richard O. Moore
It's September by Edgar Albert Guest
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cypherdecypher · 6 months
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Animal of the Day!
Swan Goose (Anser cygnoides)
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(Photo by Craig Brelsford)
Conservation Status- Vulnerable
Habitat- Mongolia; Northern China; Russia
Size (Weight/Length)- 3 kg; 90 cm
Diet- Grasses; Roots; Leaves; Aquatic plants
Cool Facts- Despite being a goose through-and-through, the swan goose is named for its elegant neck. Males are typically heavier than females but both have equal responsibility for raising a family. Divorce rates are extremely low for swan geese and they typically mate for life, although they can remarry if their mate passes away. They live close to freshwater lakes and streams but they leave the water to graze on surrounding grass. Swan geese have been domesticated over the years for their large eggs, resulting in a slow decline of the wild population. Their temperament is typically pretty vicious, especially when goslings are present. They won’t hesitate to attack anything from raccoons to foxes to humans.
Rating- 12/10 (A 1.8 meter long wingspan.)
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cemeterything · 9 months
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Hello, do you read poetry? if so, any recommendations? thanks :)
i don't read a lot of poetry but my favorites are ozymandias by percy shelley, wild swans at coole by william butler yeats, stopping by the woods on a snowy evening by robert frost, dive for dreams by e.e. cummings, litany in which certain things are crossed out by richard siken, resurrection by vladimir holan, and the litany against fear by frank herbert (from dune) (it's a poem to me)
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planetzoos · 5 months
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Announced today: the Eurasia Animal Pack!
Featuring the Wisent (a type of bison), Wild Boar, Mute Swan, Sloth Bear, Wolverine, Saiga (an antelope), Takin (a cow...goat...?), and the Hermann's Tortoise.
This is such a cool selection of animals, and all alongside a free update as well. Releasing December 13th - who's excited?
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