Pavel Antokolsky, tr. by Bernard Meares, from “Ballad of the Wondrous Moment,”
I am very pleased to announce that my first self-published poetry e-book “My Dawn Is Only Five Hours Away” is available on Amazon! I have been working on this with lots of relapses and little victories since the harsh blow of the pandemic and I can only be proud of myself for not giving up and making a dream come true. Here’s the book description:
In the first chapter of her debut poetry book, Dion Anja explores the turbulence of pandemic through experimenting as well as integrating metaphors and classical elements to mirror the human nature that shifts and stays the same forever. Her poems include various themes like anxiety and hope, but also offer a soothing magical realm with fairies and cats.
It costs $2.99 and if you have Kindle Unlimited, it is FREE! I hope you enjoy it.
Dion Anja x
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- sing, o goddess, the rage of helen | by prithvi. p
I want a soft kind of love. A best friends kind of love. A "good morning baby, I'll make coffee and meet you in the shower" kind of love. I want lazy Sundays spent in bed and groggy Mondays getting ready for work side by side. I want the kind of love that makes you question if you ever felt love before. I want slow and steady and I want jumping headfirst into anything as long as we're together. The kind of love that feels like home and like a great adventure. I want that love.
Artists need to lay their soul bare for the world to mock
That must be painful
(I’ll update this everytime I post a new one)
• Shrike but you’re sitting by your open window during a thunderstorm
• In The Woods Somewhere but you’re actually somewhere in the woods during a summer night, sitting by a campfire
• No Plan but you’re sitting on an empty beach looking out on the sea
• Almost (Sweet Music) but you’re sitting on a porch during a thunderstorm
• Angel Of Small Death & The Codeine Scene but you’re driving through a snow blizzard at night
• Wasteland, Baby! but you’re driving at night through rain
• As It Was but you’re sitting on your windowsill, watching the thunderstorm that’s going on outside
• Sedated but you’re underwater
• Wasteland, Baby! but you’re right at the edge of a dark forest, sitting by a bonfire
• Run but you’re sitting by a lake. The sun just went down and you lit a bonfire to keep yourself warm
• From Eden but you’re sitting in a field by a small river. It’s a nice sunny day & the birds are chirping
• Arsonist’s Lullabye but you’re all cozied up in front of an open fireplace
• NFWMB (Acoustic) but you’re in the middle of a forest at night, sitting in the entrance of your tent in front of a bonfire
• In A Week but it’s coming from an unknown source in the distance; you’re laying in the middle of a field, insects are buzzing around you
• It Will Come Back but you’re sitting at the edge of a cliff looking out onto the ocean and the thunderstorm that’s raging in the distance
• Foreigner’s God but you’re walking through howling wind
• Work Song but you’re on an empty beach, looking out onto the ocean while the daylight fades
• Dinner & Diatribes but it’s playing at a fancy cocktail/dinner party
• Would That I but you’re sitting outside on a windy day enjoying the way the trees move and the leaves rustle all around you
• Movement but you’re lying on your couch next to an open window, enjoying the thunderstorm that’s going on outside
• Like Real People Do but you’re in the forest, actually digging up something (or someone?)
• Work Song but sung by a woman/female!Hozier
• Run but sung by a woman/female!Hozier
• Take me to Church but sung by a woman/female!Hozier
• NFWMB but it’s playing from an old truck radio. You’re at the edge of a forest at night, cuddled up to your lover in the makeshift bed in the back of the truck, listening to the sounds of their breathing and heartbeat
• Better Love but you’re in the treetops of the jungle, listening to the sounds of the animals in the forest below
• Talk but you’re on a walk in a forest
• Cherry Wine but you’re in your hammock on your veranda with a glass of wine, listening to the rain and the insects in your garden
• Would That I but you’re cozied up in front of your fireplace after a long day
• From Eden but you’re riding your bicycle down a dirt path
• Someone New but it’s quietly playing through your headphones while you’re walking down a busy street; watching all the strangers around you going about their day
• Sunlight but you’re out camping on a hot summer night
• The Humours of Whiskey but someone is singing it while you’re on a walk, exploring a forest
• Be but it’s a hot summer day and you’re sitting by a river at the edge of a forest
• Jackie And Wilson but you’re sitting by a campfire; there’s a thunderstorm brewing in the distance
• Nobody but you’re in bed, cuddled up to your significant other while it’s raining outside
• To Noise Making (Sing) but you’re on a walk through the woods on a nice spring day
• Moment’s Silence (Common Tongue) but it’s playing from an old radio that your friend/SO and you took with you to hang out by a lake on a nice summer day
some of my favorite animal miniatures from nypl spencer coll. pers. ms. 49, a 16th century copy of zakariya al-qazwini's 13th century the wonders of creatures and the marvels of creation.
Neil and Todd sharing tender looks while Charlie recites She Walks in Beauty by Lord Byron:
“She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes.”
I love how the scene’s focus is not on the girl’s reaction to the poem that’s being read to her, but mostly on these two. Very interesting.
Me: :(
History: names ending in -ac in southwest france are likely gaulish or at least gallo-roman in origin (-acum > ac). -ac is a suffix highlighting that something is possessed. You could translate it by "belong to" or "with". It is prominent in the south mostly because of said gallo-roman influence in the region (multiple settlements to be found). In conclusion villages and towns' names are often anthropotoponyms, meaning we can trace back that the area belonged to a specific man 2000 years ago. For example mauriac means "the possesion of marius"
Me: :)
• The mortifying ordeal of being forgotten.
Danny Castillones Sillada, Those Sweet and Painful Memories // Artwork by @/zhihuie on twitter // V.E. Schwab, The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue // Halsey, Angel on Fire // Steve Salo, Forgotten Art // Halsey, Angel on Fire // Sarah Thebarge, The Invisible Girls // Mitski, Working for the Knife // Artwork by @/bekysfairy on ig // Octavio Paz, tr. by Eliot Weinberger, from The Poems of Octavio Paz; “The Prisoner”
michaelmas term at oxford university, 2018