#50 Words for Snow

[aerial-tal]

Kate Bush Moving in a blue leotard in 1979.

[pagan-stitches]

Little Shrew (Snowflake)

“Written, directed and soundtracked by Bush, built up from sketches she drew herself, this four-minute animation is suffused with both love and horror.”

“It [Snowflake] always felt bigger than Kate and Bertie, but Bush adds a terrifically powerful new dimension by making it, in Little Shrew, a lament for children affected by war, particularly in Ukraine (the film was made in collaboration with the charity War Child).”

@graveyarddirt @ofleafstructure

[jt1674]

[periodtdramas]

farawyn x snowflake by kate bush

I was born in a cloud

Now I am falling

I want you to catch me

Look up and you'll see me

You know you can hear me

The world is so loud

Keep falling

I'll find you

[trendynewsnow]

The Return of Kate Bush: New Music and Creative Projects Ahead

The Return of Kate Bush: New Music on the Horizon Fans of Kate Bush may have noticed an increased presence of her music in record stores recently. The enigmatic artist, who last graced the music scene with her tenth studio album, ‘50 Words for Snow’, in 2011, has remained somewhat elusive. Interestingly, 2011 was also the year when the legendary Tom Waits released his latest album, ‘Bad As…

[notasapleasure]

So cold next to me

I can feel him melting in my hand

Melting

Melting in my hand

Sunday morning

I can't find him

The sheets are soaking

And on my pillow

Dead leaves, bits of twisted branches and frozen garden

Crushed and stolen grasses from slumbering lawn

I can't find him

[thiisby]

Among Angels - Kate Bush

[nevershootamockingbird]

[ plain text: "Oh, sweetheart. My foolish / hope. My sun-swallowed sky. / My spine & how it aches for you / again & again, swelling, brimming, / thick-as-honey sunflower static." / end id ]

Topaz Winters, from Portrait of My Body as a Crime I'm Still Committing; “50 Words for Snow”

[Text ID: “Oh, sweetheart. My foolish / hope. My sun-swallowed sky. / My spine & how it aches for you / again & again, swelling, brimming, / thick-as-honey sunflower static.”]

[hedgehog-moss]

I bought a cushion for my fireside chair with a mouse from Beatrix Potter's Tailor of Gloucester and it's the best financial investment I've made in a while, I smile every time I see it

[popsicle-stick]

ÞÆS OFEREODE ÞISSES SWA MÆG

(that was overcome. so too may this.) from Deor, old english poem, c. 9th century.

new riso design! John Barleycorn is a folkloric figure considered the embodiment of the wheat harvest, and the subject of the English and Scottish folk song that describes the cyclical nature of his birth, death, and processing into bread and ale each year. this one was about the comfort in the constancy of things. the world could end. but the wheat field rises anew. the year turns around again.

[thegreatlearning]

Kate bush is such an immense talent…lol. I remember this every 3-6 months. From the beginning to the end of her career it’s all just so irresistible

[vagueandominousvibes]

RIGHT GUYS let's talk language for a second

Specifically, Norwegian vs English, because I just discovered there seems to be no direct translation of the Norwegian verb 'å hytte [med neven/fingeren]'. The closest one would be 'to threaten [with the fist/finger]', which does not convey the same meaning. If someone threatens another person with the fist, you might imagine a raised fist, or perhaps its shadow falling across the other person's face. 'To threaten with the fist' is an implication of what might come, and it feels distinctly static.

If someone 'hytte[r] med neven' (conjugated for present tense), they are actively placing their fist into the other person's view and shaking it as if to say "see this? this will strike you hard". In this sense, there are similarities. However, could also say someone 'hytte[r] mot' something ('mot' meaning 'towards') — you could 'hytte' towards the sky, towards the mountains, towards the sea: 'hytte mot himmelen', 'hytte mot fjellene', 'hytte mot havet'. In three words, you capture the visual of an individual shaking their fist towards a fundamental concept of the world, threatening its very existence with the efficiency of an ant waving its antennae at a human used to insects. And, by example, I've just shown how I would need to phrase it in English to capture the same image.

'Å hytte', as far as I'm aware, seems to be derived from an Old Norse verb that never made the transition to English – specifically 'hóta'/'hǿta' (meaning 'to threaten'). Reading the words out, they remind me of 'to hit', but 'to hit' derives from Old English 'hittan' which seems to be related to Old Norse 'hitta', which in turn means 'to come upon' or 'to meet with'.

Of course, if you've read any books about Scandinavia, Scandinavians, or Scandinavian culture, you may have come across the noun 'hytte', which is derived from the German word 'hütte' (meaning something along the lines of 'small house frequently made of wood, belonging to someone of a low social class'). In English, this word translates to 'cottage'.

All this to say, when I turned to Google translate for the phrase 'hytte med neven', hoping to find a word that would neatly capture the idea of threatening something so vast it's beyond your comprehension, Google gave me 'cottage with the fist'. Thank you, Google, for your deep wisdom.

[foxghost]

English sure has a lot of words for "walk"

[sabishi-tomo]

A quiet moment (50 word fic)

In romance novels, sometimes there was this big aha moment when the main character realizes they were in love. It was not like that for her. Rather it was a quiet, ordinary evening when they were both reading. Hisame looked over at her and smiled, and her heart felt full.