#40s poetry

[composeregg]

edit (10/23/2024) now that the poll is over: Original version, with 10 questions, from April 2023 here

And, given that the original is from April 2023, that means I can very easily say:

No, this was not an ISAT reference!

Just because I use parentheses and 2nd person pov and love the same concepts of what a time loop can do to a person doesn't mean it's ISAT

(Yes, I like ISAT, the original poll is why I was recommended the game! But if you look at the original, you can see all the origins of the options to choose from, including what spurred me on with the moss option from the replies)

If I were going to make something for ISAT, I would never be so vague, you can simply look at my ao3 for proof of that

[dislocatedwishbone]

— Jenny Xie, "Alternate Endings" from The Rupture Tense

[the-real-list-of-ominous-threats]

I’m going to make you find out that your old friend who you miss but stopped talking to and grew apart from years ago is wildly more successful than you and realize with sadness that you’re jealous rather than happy for her like you would have been in the old days

[xoxoabbey]

imperfection is beauty. madness is genius and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring 🝮

[lighthouseshepard]

- i think it's closer to twenty/i've never checked

[woodfrogs]

a compilation of physics grad school programs advertising how diverse they are:

and finally, a singular engineering school that reported what seems like a good number but theres no point of reference so how am i supposed to know:

[meladyguizado]

¿Cuán más evidente debería ser la vida demostrándote que soy tu mitad? Porque creo que lo sabes, y si no, entérate: Para números pares, tú y yo.

- Melady Guizado, Para números pares, tú y yo (2024).

[llovelymoonn]

carol frost apiary 40

kofi

[folk-enjoyer]

"I am a changer a constant changer I have to be or die Because whatever stops changing is dead. And I am alive."

-Woody Guthrie from his journal, Woody Guthrie: Songs and Art • Words and Wisdom by Nora Guthrie and Robert Santelli

[annagxx]

When life gives you lemons make shikanji kyoki bhaut garmi horhi hai

Stay hydrated my peeps🤍

[heartoflesh]

When I think about the Lord's great work, not only in my life but in life around me, I can be nothing but grateful. I am reminded of the David and Psalm 40:1-3 that says, "I waited patiently for the Lord; He turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; He set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many wll see and fear the Lord and put their trust in Him."

We all struggle. No one is exempt from having afflictions in this world, but how great is it that we can take heart, for Jesus has overcome the world! (John 16:33 paraphrased)

I am a sinner made righteous by the blood of the lamb! Our great high priest! Not because I deserve it or can earn it, but because the Lord is good and gracious. I just want to make Him known, spread His good news and the love that He has so kindly extended to me.

[maggiecheungs]

snippet from my translation of du fu's 'song of the army carts' (兵車行)

(original: 君不見青海頭，古來白骨無人收， 新鬼煩冤舊鬼哭，天陰雨濕聲啾啾)

[leahsfiction]

Seeing Du Fu Off at Stone Gate, in the Lu District

Li Bai

Our goodbyes, tipsy, ah -- our time, how much time --? Toured, it seems, every scenic lake and tower… When will our steps lead to Stone Gate again To break open the golden wine?

Autumn ripples its way down the River Si The colour of the sea glows upon Mt Culai Thistledown on the wind -- far and wide -- (you and I) But also knows to land in this cup of mine.

鲁郡东石门送杜二甫

醉别复几日，登临遍池台。 何时石门路，重有金樽开？ 秋波落泗水，海色明徂徕。 飞蓬各自远，且尽手中杯。

Notes:

just realized i misread jin 尽 "finish" as jin 进 "enter" in the last line... oh well i'm enjoying the imagery i accidentally came up with. can't think of how to change it to be more true to the literal meaning that i also like as much. puzzle for a future me

[goldflinches]

no. 40 (snippet)

Summary: Even unfinished things have a beauty to them, as hard as it is to believe about your own creations. It takes a bit of heart-to-heart and some poetry from an old friend to impress this truth upon Dream of the Endless.

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Square/Prompt: A2 - Comforting Insecurity | @dreamlingbingo

Rating: General

Ship(s): Dream of the Endless | Morpheus/Hob Gadling

Additional Notes & Warnings: Canon Compliant, Comfort Without Hurt

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Some days, Dream of the Endless is an unstoppable force of nature. He carves a path through the Dreaming with a restless energy that leaves the air cackling and electric. Feverishly creating dreams, endlessly modifying and reshaping daydreams, twisting new nightmares into reality. Simply, as much as an Endless can be simple, he fills the days and landscape with the act of creation.

Some days, he is very very still.

Today is one of those days. He stands at the foot of the Rookery, which has long been in need of refurbishing. Since his absence, despite of his absence, there have been many new dreams that have roosted there. He tips his head back, taking it all in. The way the wings of small Dreams of Childhood Flying catches the light. Its impossible proportions and iridescent possibilities. The shifting plates of the shiny chrome Dreams of Flying Machines. The impatient shuffle of the Dreams of Personal Flight. All eagerness and impatience in flying form.

He spends hours simply observing. Watches them take to the skies with ease. Some by their lonesome, most with their flock. One of the last ones to go is the Dreams of First Fledge. It nervously stumbles out of nest then immediately tips off the edge. Seeing it fall a great height, Dream quickly opens his palm as a safe landing space and—the Dreams of First Fledge takes wing just before touching him at all. It rises beyond his reach, leaving Dream alone in the rookery. Palm outstretched and empty. He lets his hand drop to his side, suddenly feeling exhausted.

The quiet of the Rookery is now oppressive, pressing close and crowding out the previous calm. Dream tried very hard not to think about the last time the Rookery was this quiet. The number of empty nests of dreams of a bygone era. The fossilized dreams left behind, never to take flight. The shells of dreams which did but ones never bore witness to. The idea of it all makes his hands ache and itch, wanting to craft something, anything to fill the space—

Now, the stillness is unsettling. Aggravating. So he closes his eyes and turns his senses outwards to the squalls and rustling wings, the gales over the Infinite Waters. He lets it wash over him. Let that medley bury the familiar ache of seeing the ease his creations took to the horizon, lightness writ in their very being.

A low hum breaks his reverie. It comes across the Dreaming distinctively, even with its slight waver. Bright and warm. Dream tips his head back, savoring it. A pleasant reminder that in London, it is almost five o’clock and Hob Gadling is making his way to their usual table in the New Inn. He takes one last look to the horizon and has to bite back the urge to make one last dream, make one small tweak—but no, today he has an appointment to keep.

[carlyraejepsans]

I’ve started watching Utena because of you. What. Is going on

HI. WELCOME TO THE CLUB, watch the trigger warnings. but yeah, revolutionary girl utena veers more and more towards surrealism the further you get into the series. it often and voluntarily forfeits narrative/logical consistency in favor of visual storytelling, metaphors and symbolism. i was just talking about it with nic the other day, and if the story weren't so harrowing, i would recommend it to everyone who wants to get into literary analysis, because it is SO packed with symbolism EVERYWHERE that it actually encourages you to try to decode it.

whatever you think utena is about, it is NOT. you can't go in and treat it like your 49293th classical shoujo. utena is a firework show of visual symbolism and it very rarely, if ever, explains itself to the viewer. it refuses to handhold you, but it never berates you for trying and getting it wrong either. there is SO much handholding in modern day media, but utena trusts its viewer to take away something meaningful from itself and to piece its message together on their own. it's one of my favourite pieces of media of all time just for that

[geryone]

Went to the library today & picked out 5 new poetry collections to read before bed ❤️