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Wood Engraving Wednesday
On this last Wood Engraving Wednesday of 2023, it seems appropriate to end the year with some engravings by one of the principal revivers of the wood engraving in the early 20th century, Robert Gibbings (1889-1958). Gibbings acquired the Golden Cockerel Press in 1924, and in 1928 the press published this book, Miscellaneous Poems by Jonathan Swift (1667-1745) with twelve original wood engravings by Gibbings, printed in Waltham Saint Lawrence, Berkshire in an edition of 375 copies (of which, 150 were distributed in the U. S. by Random House, which had been founded a year earlier).
It also seems appropriate that Gibbings would print and publish a work by Swift as both shared parallels in their biographies: both were writers; both had deep connections to the Anglican Church of Ireland; and both were born in Ireland (Swift to an English family, spending the rest of his life in Ireland; Gibbings to an Irish family, and spending the rest of his life in England). And judging by these engravings, both shared an interest in the whimsical.
Our copy of Miscellaneous Poems is another gift from our friend Jerry Buff.
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#Wood Engraving Wednesday#Robert Gibbings#wood engravings#wood engravers#Jonathan Swift#Miscellaneous Poems#poetry#Golden Cockerel Press#fine press books#fine press printing#Jerry Buff
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To poetry ever faithful abide,
Heinrich Heine, Complete Poetical Works of Heinrich Heine: Miscellaneous Poems; from 'To Francis V. Z—.', tr. Edgar Alfred Bowring
#heinrich heine#complete poetical works of heinrich heine#miscellaneous poems#to francis v. z.#poetry#excerpts#on poetry
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guys want me. basically every single one agrees <3
#y'all have to imagine me stomach-down on the bed kicking my feet as i make this one#bottle of whiteout balanced precariously on a stack of books by my elbow#getting dizzy off the sharpie fumes#and then when i'm done i xerox several copies of my shitty gay poem and hand them out to my friends at school#that's the aesthetic here#fixing-bad-posts#fixingbadposts#whiteout poetry#affirmations#inspirational message#miscellaneous
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Thawing
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The flowers have bloomed again.
I'm sipping chemicals to wake up,
And I have wasted yet another winter
Praying for change.
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#poets on tumblr#writing#spilled ink#poem#spilled thoughts#heartbreak#original poem#sad thoughts#mental health#short poetry#miscellaneous#string of thoughts#good morning
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Come to my heart dressed in white, with a bouquet of bloody roses and goblets of ashes,
Here is the part where everyone was happy all the time and we were all
forgiven,
even though we didn't deserve it.
I’m done talking, officer, I’m dancing in the rain with a wedding dress & it makes sense.
But on a better subject: Do you know when you were most beautifully dressed in Vienna, absolutely, absurdly beautifully dressed? There can’t be any argument about it: on Sunday.
Pablo Neruda/ Richard Siken/ Ocean Vuong/ Franz Kafka
#ODE WITH A LAMENT#PABLO NERUDA#BEAUTIFUL SHORT LOSER#OCEAN VUONG#RICHARD SIKEN#FRANZ KAFKA#LETTERS TO MILENA#litany in which certain things are crossed out#excerpts#miscellaneous quotes#quotes#book quotes#poem#poetry
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The two century-plus maples at my grandparents’ house went down in the storm this morning. Please excuse me as I’ll be in mourning for the next three weeks.
#they were such beautiful trees#I might pull a Tolkien and write a poem for them#miscellaneous#chatters from the nightsky
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POETRY, PASTRIES & PIES PODCAST: The Activism and Poetry of Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
POETRY, PASTRIES & PIES PODCAST: The Activism and Poetry of Frances Ellen Watkins Harper #SlaveryAbolitionistPoet #AfricanAmericanPoets
Image Source: Colored Conventions Project “Slavery is dead, but the spirit which animated it still lives.” -Frances Ellen Watkins Harper As we come to the close of National Poetry Month, I wanted to present this spotlight on Frances Ellen Watkins Harper (September 24, 1825-February 22, 1911), an American abolitionist, suffragist, poet, temperance activist, teacher, public speaker, and…
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#Abolitionist Movement#Black Suffagist#Forest Leaves Collection of Poetry#Frances Ellen Watkins Harper#Poems on Miscellaneous Subjects#Poetry Community#Slavery#William Still
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Life vs. Wade
We can't have a child. It's not a matter of want, of belief, of opinion. We cannot.
Every doctor says, my wife will die. The child might live, or might not, but the love of my life will not, not a guess, not a chance. Just a death.
You can give your life, for another's. Your death can stop one more, if you're a cop, a soldier, a hero, a nobody. But we can't make you do it.
There is no law for that. If a soldier lays down his life, he is awarded, praised, if he doesn't, he is not punished. Not imprisoned for living.
So why would my wife trade, at best, her life for one she will never meet? Why would I trade my love's life for a roll of the dice on another? Why should we be forced to?
For a heartbeat, a whisper of a breath, that may never make it out of the womb? For a bitter, beaten man to live alone or with the child who reminds him of loss? Why should anyone else get to say?
Why should anyone else get a choice, even if such weren't true? Why should you get to choose that she bear still heart, again and again? To satisfy your hope, not hers?
Why should you get to speak, if a woman has no voice? If she has no money for a child, no wish to birth her abuser's spawn? To please your god, not hers?
Why should you get to decide, why should you get the last word? On any life that isn't your own, any consequence not yours to bear? To save an unborn life, not hers?
You should not. It is not your choice, not your life, not your grief, your sorrow, your freedom or your death. It is only, your opinion.
There is no right to such thoughts, only control. Gather your countdowns to a week, your milestones and your markers, your intentions for the lives of strangers. Burn them, turn such vile filth into ash.
Women owe society no life. No attempt at a child, no health, no life wasted, in death or in despair, just for a chance at someone else's hope. Someone else's decision.
Why should a fetus be sacred, when the life, voice and sanctity of the woman it could become - so clearly mean nothing to you?
#poetry#poem#writing#abortion#wade#roe#roe versus wade#roe v wade#roe vs. wade#life#pain#sad#misc#miscellaneous#child#children#fetus#legal#legality#love#women#rights#women's rights
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Day 218 - Whimsical Life
The whimsy of the world is so oft capricious.
One moment brings the winds of change and a swarm of positivity, a life one could get used to.
The next, a swirl of darkness and misery you can only hope to wake up from soon lest you lose yourself.
And yet another when nothing special is happening, and you're simply left to find whatever might take your fancy if anything can.
A strange life we all live~
#miscellaneous#year 4#writing#I should try to do a legit poem form for one day's entry. It could be fun and interesting~
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And do you know
How the whispers of your ghost
How your phantom of compassion
Haunt me so
Do you know
How in empty, teardrop corners
I fall into a glowing lover
How your sapphire luminescence
Captivates my senses
And could you believe
In the dead of golden night
I’m sinking, intertwined
Dreaming of touches
Memories from a yet fulfilled future
#star speaks#miscellaneous written fancies#messy post#part of a poem to come#I just needed to express… some of it#it’ll be better than this Insha’Allah it’s been a long time
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Misconstrued
Colored by Strangers I am Jaded perception False conclusions All illusion All seeming Zero understanding Fools rush in... Creating abstracts Their interpretation of me. Shades undefined -equals- Marred repertoire The unconventional- REJECTED! Predictability required- ONLY! They draw straws The shortest stick- black I get the shortest stick Yet proud Being misunderstood Damn their judgment! I…
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Said Taliban😎"Mientes por Amar"
🥀Prefiero la Soledad…que tu
🥺Miserable “Compañía”
💔Estar ausente no… reclama tu 🖋“Presencia”
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🥀Tus caricias ásperas…que mis 🥺noches “Amargan”
💔No espero tus besos…Agrios que 🖋mi “Traicionan”
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🥀Brindamos por…la confianza
🥺dejaste caer la “Copa”
💔Con hilo de mentiras…cosiste a 🖋medida tu “Ropa”
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🥀Tu falsedad huele a…perfume 🥺“Barato”
💔Las fulanas que comes…las
🖋llevas en tu “Aliento”
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🥀Camine por la…tabla y mi
🥺arrojaste por la “Borda”
💔No habrá salvación…porque
🖋tiraste de la “Cuerda”
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🥀Las mentiras son…más dulces 🥺que la “Miel”
💔Y más Mortales que…el veneno 🖋de un “Cascabel”
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🥀Que hiciste del…amor que
🥺llevaste Contigo?
💔Que fue del…juramento al
🖋prestarme tu Abrigo?
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🥀A caso a mi lado…te sentías
🥺Estrecho?
💔O ya tu cabeza cayó…en otro
🖋Pecho¿
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🥀Frías madrugadas…congelan
🥺mis “Latidos”
💔Lágrimas oscuras…con agonía 🖋hacen “Reclamos”
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🥀El alma pierde e… camino al
🥺amar “Demasiado”
💔A mi lado solo…fuiste un
🖋impotente “Arrugado”
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🥀Tu existencia para…mi dejo de 🥺Existir
💔El voto lo llevó Yo! y…no volveré 🖋a “Sufrir”
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🥀Un día te reaccionas…de lo que
🥺realmente “Perdiste”
💔Te ha seguro que…no estaré
🖋para Recogerte.
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○~•~•~•~•{Said}~•~•~•~•○
🖋#said_taliban_norteño📜
#said_taliban_norteño#citas de amor#poetry#frases de amor#en español#romance#poesia#spotify#amor#poem#el_anclaje_del_amor#mis escritos#miscellaneous#cosas que escribo#esc 2024#escrituras#books & libraries#plum art#arte contemporanea#i love you#tejidos de notas#ed not sheeren#poems on tumblr#poets on tumblr#photographers on tumblr#original poem#oc#philosophy#personal#bohemios
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lord who does roughly end me, lave here, lust, and press sutures to me.
#actually i popped off with this one 👀#‘lave here‚ lust‚ and press sutures to me’#and just in case anyone was wondering‚ this was originally a 'boycott the election' post#fixingbadposts#fixing-bad-posts#erasure poetry#poems about love#poems about lust#miscellaneous#suggestive
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Hate that I'm thinking
About your very being
You couldn't care less...
Shit post haiku
#haiku poetry#haiku poem#breakup#i love a whole bunch of miscellaneous hobbies#haiku#original haiku#relationship#is it over now?
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we were simply going forward, riotous and windswept,
We are all going forward. None of us are going back.
Oh Please Let it be Lightning/ Ada Limón x Snow and Dirty Rain/ Richard Siken
#ada limón#richard siken#poem#poetry#quotes#ada limón quotes#richard siken quotes#snow and dirty rain#oh please let it be lightning#book quotes#poems#bookblr#books#writing#fav poems#collab#miscellaneous quotes#excerpts
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#me with my two new critique members works: aha *twirls hair* you need to fucking explain your characters better#i of course said it nicely but wow#also the one had me look at poetry and bro. i fuckign SUCK at poetry i can leave indepth analysis on your novel but as soon as you put a#a poem in front of me im at a loss for words other than 'this is nice :)' <-- did not get it#miscellaneous#anyway! I am excited to talk on wednesday and happy to see how i can help improve their stories /eyes emoji#now. to fit in a bit of my own editing. which i did already fit in in between work at least :^)
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