#amerikan siding

[amerikansiding]

[circusgoth-dotcom]

Fliehen

Ship: Hans Gruber x Corey Amonette

Word Count: 1038

Summary: Second Gruber fic yippeee!!! Hans and Corey flee Germany when the Volksfrei Movement deems Hans too radical and ousts him. There was one sentence I couldn't get a one-to-one translation for so I hope it still gets my point across. 👉👈 It was very strange writing this without having to mention current airport customs because a certain thing hadn't happened yet. CWs for relationship tension, smoking, violence including choking and usage of a gun.

Tag List: @canongf @futurewife

Hans burst into the bedroom, startling Corey from his deep slumber. Even though the lights were dim, they disoriented him further as they flashed to life.

“Hans?? What’s—”

“No time to explain. Pack your things, sofort. We’re absconding to Norway. We’ll need to lie low for a while.” He was already tearing open the dresser and closet, throwing things onto the bed.

“We’ve been compromised?” Corey asked quickly as he scrambled out of bed, throwing a silk robe over his pyjamas and pulling two suitcases out from under the bed.

“The Movement has deemed me ‘too radical’ and ousted me. Luckily we still have a few men on our side.”

Corey nodded as they packed in a collected rush. Hans was already dressed, sharp as a tack, as he had been at a meeting that had run late. Corey put a hand on his shoulder, handing him a long, black raincoat. “They’ll be looking for you. Your ex-cohorts and the Polizei.”

Hans put the coat on over his suit and put on a pair of dark sunglasses. Still not satisfied, Corey forced their dark brown Homburg onto his head. “Sorry about your hair, love, but it’ll have to do.”

Hans gave him the briefest of looks before they finished packing and bustled out of Hans’ apartment. Under the cover of Hans’ allies, he and Corey made it to the airport without much issue. It was there that things got dicey. Corey was suspicious of everyone but tried to keep his cool as they stood in line to purchase tickets for the next direct flight from Stuttgart to Oslo. Driving may’ve provided them more cover, but a flight was much faster. Once at the front of the line, they presented fake passports while Hans spoke in curt German with the clerk. He tugged Corey along once they knew where they were going.

“Schnell, Amerikaner,” he scolded. Corey stumbled alongside his partner, carry-on suitcases in tow. “We’ve an hour before departure.”

“An hour to keep our eyes peeled…”

Hans kept a firm grip on Corey’s wrist. He leaned in closer as they speed-walked, lowering his voice. “Have I yet to steer you wrong?”

Corey bit his lip and shook his head. Still, he couldn’t help but be paranoid. This was the first time he felt truly at risk due to the people he allied himself with. When they reached their gate they still had a little over half an hour to kill. Hans retrieved a pack of cigarettes from his suit pocket, plucking one before offering the carton to Corey, who shook his head once more.

“No, thank you, Falke…”

“I insist, Vögelchen,” he tapped the carton against Corey’s chest. “It will help with your nerves.”

Resignedly, Corey took a cigarette. Hans put the pack away and retrieved his lighter, sharing it with his partner before stepping toward the large windows, watching the dark runways. Meanwhile, Corey sat in one of the many leather chairs, pulling their luggage close to his knees as he tried to appear inconspicuous. He took a few drags of his cigarette before glancing down at his robe and sighing loudly, running a hand over his face. Damn your opulence, Hans.

When he couldn’t sit any longer, Corey stood. Before he could creep away, Hans clicked his tongue at them. “Where are you going?”

Corey cleared his throat. “Washroom.”

Hans looked over his shoulder, irritated. “Can’t it wait until we’re on the plane?”

Corey’s foot tapped anxiously. “No… I… Hans, please—”

“Go,” Hans instructed, looking back out the window. Corey scampered off as his boyfriend muttered, “Vielleicht können wir Ihnen diese ängstliche Blase abgewöhnen, wenn wir in Oslo ankommen.”

Though Corey hadn’t really needed the facilities, he was glad to ash his cigarette and splash cool water on his pale face. He cringed as he caught sight of his bedhead in the mirror, having taken no time for personal grooming as he and Hans fled into the night. He tried not to startle when someone else entered the tiled room, keeping his focus on his reflection. However, the echoing footsteps were cause for concern when a much larger figure passed by his peripheral, followed by something round and cold pressing into the small of his back.

“Amerikaner.” The voice was deep and gruff. Corey swallowed hard.

“Sir… this is the women’s restroom,” he responded coolly. The stranger chuckled cruelly.

“Where are you hiding Gruber?” A large hand placed itself threateningly on his shoulder as the stranger continued in thickly accented English.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” but Corey’s trembling was more than enough to give him away. The hand moved to the side of his neck.

“I suggest you start talking, or we’ll use you to tarnish Gruber’s reputation further.”

“I’m just a tourist, I don’t—” He was cut off as the stranger began crushing his windpipe, making him choke and gag. He wasn’t restrained long, however, as the stranger suddenly jolted and swore, letting Corey slip away. They turned and saw Hans with a silenced pistol, noting he’d hit their attacker in the shoulder, then ducked as he fired another two shots into their chest. As the attacker collapsed against the sinks, Hans swept Corey away by the waist.

“You are not to leave my sight,” he snarled as they speed-walked back to their gate. Hans shoved his gun back into an internal pocket of his raincoat and forced Corey into a chair, now anxiously looking back toward the restrooms. Corey opened his mouth and was silenced with a fierce look. “Not. A. Word.”

They could hear the approach of the remaining Volksfrei members as they were boarding their flight, glad to be hidden within a small group that had formed as they waited. It was an alarmingly quiet ascent as Corey dreamed up ways to improve Hans’ mood. Instead, they were surprised when Hans took their chin in his hand and forced them to look at him. He had taken off the sunglasses so Corey could see his forest-floor eyes. They stared at each other for a moment before Hans kissed their forehead, his moustache and goatee briefly tickling their skin as his hand wrapped around the back of their head protectively.

[femmefitz]

"We stress the obvious here, because the Euro-Amerikan settlers have always made light of their invasion and occupation (although the conquered territory is the precondition for their whole society). Traditionally, European settler societies throw off the propaganda smokescreen that they didn't really conquer and dispossess other nations— they claim with false modesty that they merely moved into vacant territory! So the early English settlers depicted Amerika as empty— "a howling wilderness," "unsettled," "sparsely populated"— just waiting with a "VACANT" sign on the door for the first lucky civilization to walk in and claim it. Theodore Roosevelt wrote defensively in 1900: "...the settler and pioneer have at bottom had justice on their side; this great continent could not have been kept as nothing but a game preserve for squalid savages".

It is telling that this lie is precisely the same lie put forward by the white "Afrikaner" settlers, who claim that South Africa was totally uninhabited by any Afrikans when they arrived from Europe. To universal derision, these European settlers claim to be the only rightful, historic inhabitants of South Afrika. Or we can hear similar defenses put forward by the European settlers of Israel, who claim that much of the Palestinian land and buildings they occupy are rightfully theirs, since the Arabs allegedly decided to voluntarily abandon it all during the 1948-49 war. Are these kind of tales any less preposterous when put forward by Euro-Amerikan settlers?"

— Settlers, J. Sakai

[shakespearerants]

Meine Gedanken zu Winters Gifts von Ben Aaronovitch:

Kimberly can fuck a hot meteorologist. As a treat.

Die Menge an Christlichkeit war immer noch zu wenig für echte bible belt Amerikaner

Ich bin SO FROH dass aus dem Monster was wurde, was schon in den Peter-Büchern foreshadowed wurde und in die Charakterisierung der Virginia Gentleman's Company passt, anstatt WIRKLICH wie verdächtigt einen von der indigenen Bevölkerung veränderten Genius Loci

That being said einen römischen Begriff auf nordamerikanische indigene Kultur anzuwenden fühlt sich sehr falsch an aber was im Buch für Alternativbegriffe verwendet wurden ist einfach so LAME auf die amerikanischste Art

Das Cover ist WUNDERSCHÖN

Natürlich hat da Kannibalismus stattgefunden. Natürlich. Die Parallelen zur Donner Party are paralleling.

Als ich die Beschreibung der Befundstörung durch den Typen von der VGC gelesen habe hätte ich schreien können

Auch sehr schön rüber gekommen: Die amerikanischen Attitüden gegenüber Archäologie und Begräbnissen. Aaronovitch macht durchaus seine Hausaufgaben was das angeht.

Ich hätte gerne Mehr erfahren über die indigene Kultur in der Region. Fand's trotzdem sehr gut wie das im Buch gehändelt wurde

Der Typ der die Dämonenkiste mit sich rumgeschleppt hat ist einfach nur *side eye emoji*

Der Bannkreis aus den Silberdollarn - ich möchte MEHR über diese Art von Magie erfahren!!!!!!

Die Bibliothekarin war so verdammt cool

Andere wissenschaftliche Namen für cauliflower brain syndrome??? Bekannte Behandlungsmöglichkeiten???? Austausch zwischen Walid und amerikanischen Magiemedizinern wann?????????

LIEBE die outsider perspective auf Peter und Britannien. Der Halbsatz bezüglich Peters Wohnungssituation mit Beverly. Göttlich.

[confield]

EVERY ALBUM I REMEMBER LISTENING TO FOR THE FIRST TIME IN JANUARY AND MY OPINIONS ON THEM IN 5 WORDS OR LESS

Celtic Frost - Danse Macabre (Thrash metal?): I LIKED IT!

Farben - Stuck (Microhouse): I LIKED IT!

Beherit - Drawing Down the Moon (Raw black metal?): I LIKED IT!

Lesser - Welcome to the American Experience (Sound collage/IDM?): IT WAS FUNNY! KINDA BAD!

Darkthrone - F.O.A.D.: (Crust punk?): IT WAS FUNNY!

Pan-Amerikan Native Front - Little Turtle's War (Indigenous American black metal?): I LIKED IT!

Morbid - Year of the Goat (Death metal demos): I LIKED IT!

Thorns - Grymyrk (Instrumental black metal demos): I LIKED IT!

Fatima Al Qadiri - Genre-Specific Xperience (Left-field club): I LIKED IT!

Frankie Knuckles - Beyond the Mix (Chicago House): I LIKED IT!

Hellhammer - Apocalyptic Raids (Lofi thrash metal?): I LIKED IT!

Yasunao Tone - ATAK016 MUSICA SIMULACRA (Glitch/Sound art): COOL AND FUNNY!

Silver Jews - The Natural Bridge (Singer/songwriter): I LIKED IT!

Zeni Geva - Desire for Agony (Noise rock): I LIKED IT!

Paysage D'Hiver - Winterkalte (Atmospheric black metal): I LIKED IT!

TODAY IS THE DAY - Sadness Will Prevail (Experimental metal wankery): I LIKED IT!

Darkthrone - Goatlord (Death metal instrumentals overdubbed a few years late with black metal vocals): I LIKED IT! IT'S FUNNY!

Darkthrone - Hate Them (Crust punk???): IT'S FUNNY!

Klein - Star in the Hood (Experimental): I LIKED IT!

Darkthrone - Sardonic Wrath (3-minute-long black metal): I LIKED IT! IT'S FUNNY!

Mika Vainio - Onko (Minimal electronic noise something something: I LIKED IT!

Isengard - Vinterskugge (Black/Folk metal): I LIKED IT! IT'S FUNNY!

Frank Bretschneider, Giorgio Li Calzi: Zero Mambo (Glitch/Clicks n cuts): I LIKED IT!

Blasphemy - Fallen Angel of Doom (Black metal): I LIKED IT!

Chino Amobi - PARADISO (Experimental/sound collage): I LIKED IT!

Darkthrone - The Cult is Alive (Darkthrone music): I LIKED IT!

Eyehategod - Take As Needed for Pain (Sludge metal): I LIKED IT!

Tim Hecker - Radio Amor (Ambient): I LIKED IT!

Sigh - Scorn Defeat (Baroque black metal): I LIKED IT!

Batushka - Litourgiya (Orthodox church music + black metal): I LIKED IT!

James Ferraro - Skid Row (Eclectic/experimental/sound collage): I LIKED IT! IT'S FUNNY!

Neurosis - Through Silver in Blood (Experimental metal): I LIKED IT!

Darkthrone - Arctic Thunder (Darkthrone music): IT'S FUNNY!

Gorgoroth - Ad Majorem Sathanas Gloriam (Black metal): I LIKED IT!

Luke Vibert - GRIT. (Acid something-or-other): IT'S FUNNY!

Drive Like Jehu - Self Titled (Post-hardcore): I LIKED IT!

Fudge Tunnel - Hate Songs in E Minor (Sludge metal): I LIKED IT!

The Jesus Lizard - Pure (Noise rock): I LIKED IT!

Magrudergrind - Self Titled (Grindcore): I LIKED IT!

Holly Herndon - PROTO (Experimental electronic): I LIKED IT!

Acid Bath - When the Kite String Pops (90s metal that the internet tells me to listen to): I LIKED IT!

Buzzoven - Sore (Sludge metal): I LIKED IT!

Patty Waters - Sings (Free/avant-garde jazz): I LIKED IT!!!!!!!

Ulver - Kveldssanger (Folk whatever): THIS SUCKED!!!!!

Ulver - Nattens Madrigal (Black metal): I LIKED IT!

Melvins - Gluey Porch Treatments (Sludge metal): I LIKED IT!

DJ Stingray 313 - Aqua Team (Detroit techno/electro): I LIKED IT!

James Ferraro - Far Side Virtual (FUCK YOU): THIS SUCKED BUT IT'S FUNNY!

Trelldom - Til Evighet... (GAAHL'S FIRST BAND): I LIKED IT!

Urban Tribe - The Collapse of Modern Civilization (Detroit techno/house/something): I LIKED IT!

Kekht Arakh - Pale Swordsman (BLACK METAL FOR GAY PEOPLE): I LIKED IT!

Minor Threat - Out of Step (DC Hardcore): I LIKED IT!

Discordance Axis - The Inalienable Dreamless (Grindcore About Neon Genesis Evangelion): I LIKED IT!

Kekht Arakh - Night & Love (STILL BLACK METAL FOR GAY PEOPLE): I LIKED IT!

Uboa - The Origin of My Depression (Power electronics/ambient): I LIKED IT!!!!!!!!!!

The Abyssinians - Arise (Roots reggae): I LIKED IT!

Chokebore - A Taste for Bitters (Post-hardcore): WEIRD VOX BUT I LIKE!

This Heat - Deceit (Experimental/post-punk): I LIKED IT!

Husker Du - Metal Circus (Technically an EP but whatever, post-hardcore): I LIKED IT!

The Jesus Lizard - Head (Noise rock): I LIKED IT!

Isaac Hayes - Hot Buttered Soul (Progressive 70s soul): I LIKED IT!!

Curtis Mayfield - Curtis (Progressive 70s soul): I LIKED IT!

Polvo - Cor-Crane Secret (Post-hardcore): I LIKED IT!

Otis Redding - The Dock of the Bay (60s soul/R&B): I LIKED IT!

The Impressions - Keep on Pushing (60s soul/R&B): I LIKED IT!

Guru - Jazzmatazz Volume One (Acid jazz/jazz hip hop): I LIKED IT!

Clikatat Ikatowi - Orchestrated and Conducted by (Post-hardcore): I LIKED IT!

[blondinehjerne]

I torsdags var jeg på date med en amerikaner, der havde sin sidste aften i Danmark. Set i bagspejlet var ikke så klogt, fordi nu går jeg lowkey og venter på han skriver til mig igen, men det kommer nok ikke til at ske, for jeg bor på den anden side af jordkloden🫠

[edebiyatburadabizeyardimedemez]

Öncelikle beni bu diziyi izleyenler arasında kılan rabbime hamd olsun.

zor zamanlardan geçtiğimiz, gündemin kendini dayattığı ve tc’nin evlatlarına kendinden başka şeyler konuşmasına izin vermediği günlerde nefes almamızı sağlayan, gündem dışı tek aktivitem, canım dizi succession seyri.

başladığımız noktaya geri döndük, aynılar aynı yerde dedik sonunda ama biz aslında ne yollardan geçtik.

team kendall olarak nelerle sınandık, her şeye rağmen ne umutlar besledik, boşa ümitlendiğimizi gizli köşelerde itiraf ettik, kendimize göstermediğimiz şefkati kendall’ımıza gösterdik, bir sezon omzumuz düşük gezdik, bir sezon abartıyorsun ken çektik ama hiçbir zaman senden vazgeçmedik. biz ehven-i şer’e alışığız, tüm bunlardan sonra seni ehven-i şerimiz seçtik. 7 yaşından beri kanına karıştırılan zehrin, sana verilen onlarca umudun, yıkık halini görmekten hoşlanan bir babaya kendini gösterme çabanın ardından seni our number one boy’umuz ilan ettik.

which side are you on? çalarken, amerikan başkanını telefonda bekleten güçle değil de nyc sokaklarında ayaklarını sürüyerek mağlup olmuş oğlanla gün batımını izlemeyi tercih ettik.

kendall roy yalnız değilsin.

[kurbaga]

kadıköy’de this is the asian side but it feels like europe diyen dayaklık amerikan turist beynimde o kadar yer etmiş mi eskişehir iç anadolu’da ama biraz ilerlesek sahil var gibi diyebilecek gücü bulmak için beş dakika harcadım

[reismansbakery]

The Black and White Cookie: A Sweet Symbol of Unity and Tradition

The black and white cookie, with its distinctive half-moon appearance, is more than just a delightful dessert. It's a symbol of unity, a blend of flavors and cultures, and an enduring piece of culinary history. This iconic treat has been enjoyed by generations and continues to be a beloved staple in bakeries across the United States, particularly in New York City, where it has become synonymous with the city’s diverse culinary landscape.

Origins of the Black and White Cookie

The origins of the black and white cookie are somewhat elusive, but many food historians trace it back to the early 20th century, with roots in Eastern European Jewish baking traditions. The cookie is often associated with New York’s German immigrant community, who brought with them the concept of “Amerikaner” cookies. These cookies, with a similar shape but a different flavor profile, are believed to have evolved into what we now recognize as the black and white cookie.

The black and white cookie is not technically a cookie in the traditional sense. It's more like a small, round cake. The base is a soft, sponge-like vanilla cake rather than a crisp cookie, which is then topped with a layer of fondant or icing, half in chocolate and half in vanilla. This dual-flavored icing is what gives the cookie its distinctive appearance and name.

A Symbol of Unity

One of the most fascinating aspects of the black and white cookie is its symbolism. The cookie’s design, with its starkly contrasting halves, is often seen as a metaphor for harmony and balance. The perfect symmetry of the black and white halves lying side by side has been interpreted as a representation of racial unity and coexistence. This symbolism has been especially poignant in a city as diverse as New York, where people from all walks of life come together, much like the flavors in this cookie.

The black and white cookie even found a place in pop culture as a symbol of unity. In a famous episode of the television show Seinfeld, Jerry Seinfeld declares the black and white cookie a metaphor for racial harmony, saying, "Look to the cookie!" as a hopeful gesture towards peace and understanding. This moment encapsulated the cookie’s role as more than just a dessert—it became a symbol of optimism in the face of social division.

The Anatomy of the Black and White Cookie

The classic black and white cookie has a unique texture and flavor that sets it apart from other cookies. The base is made from a batter that is similar to cake, giving it a soft, airy texture. This base is typically flavored with vanilla, though some variations may include a hint of lemon or almond.

The icing is where the magic happens. The vanilla side is usually made from a simple powdered sugar icing, while the chocolate side can be either a cocoa-based icing or a fondant. The contrast between the slightly bitter chocolate and the sweet vanilla icing is what makes the black and white cookie so satisfying. The icings are applied in a smooth, glossy layer that hardens slightly as it cools, creating a crisp texture that complements the soft base.

Some modern versions of the black and white cookie experiment with flavors and textures, adding elements like a hint of orange zest or using dark chocolate instead of the more traditional cocoa-based icing. However, purists argue that the classic combination of vanilla and chocolate is what makes this cookie so iconic.

Regional Variations and Popularity

While the black and white cookie is most closely associated with New York, it has variations and fans across the country. In some regions, you might find the cookie referred to as a “half-moon cookie,” especially in upstate New York and parts of the Midwest. The half-moon cookie differs slightly, often featuring a chocolate cake base and a thicker layer of frosting rather than fondant.

In recent years, the black and white cookie has gained national popularity, with many bakeries across the United States offering their take on the classic treat. It has also been featured in various food publications and television shows, further cementing its status as an American culinary icon.

The Black and White Cookie Today

In a world where food trends come and go, the black and white cookie has remained a constant, beloved by both locals and visitors alike. It’s not just a cookie; it’s a piece of history, a symbol of unity, and a testament to the rich, diverse culinary traditions that have shaped American cuisine.

For many, biting into a black and white cookie is like taking a trip back in time, to a simpler era when the lines between cake and cookie were blurred, and a simple dessert could carry profound meaning. Whether enjoyed with a cup of coffee in a bustling New York deli or savored at home, the black and white cookie continues to bring people together, one sweet bite at a time.

Conclusion

The black and white cookie is more than just a dessert. It’s a cultural icon, a symbol of unity, and a testament to the enduring appeal of classic flavors. Whether you’re a lifelong fan or a newcomer to this delightful treat, there’s something undeniably special about the black and white cookie. Its simplicity, combined with its rich history and symbolism, makes it a timeless favorite in the world of baking. So, the next time you find yourself in a bakery, consider picking up a black and white cookie—after all, as Jerry Seinfeld wisely said, "Look to the cookie!" Experience the ultimate bakery delights at Reisman Bakery, the finest in New York city. Indulge in heavenly treats and top-notch pastries.

[amitapaul]

43/27

Format Final

27/4/24

#24gloponapowrimo #amitasinfinity

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#24GloPoWriMo

Prompt Dated : 2024 April 1

Response No : 1

Poem No: 7

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Prompt in Brief : Write an American Sonnet

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Featured Poem :

Today, our featured daily participant is Peregrine Buffington, where you’ll not only find a lot of alliteration, consonance, and assonance in response to Day 26’s prompt, but you’ll find it in abecedarian form.

I WOULD LIKE TO VISIT THE MOON …

Apr 26

Written By P.S. Shuller

“and though I may go,

I’ll be coming home soon,

for I don’t want to live on the moon.”

~ “I Don't Want to Live on the Moon” Ernie as performed by Jim Henson

apatosaurus roars to reach your belly

breaking into breathless gasping giggles,

cackling, your tiny toddler hands

drag my face to your sides for cuddles - begging

elmo: “mo-mo, mo-mo sing! MO-MO SING!”

falsetto, set my tones in my sinuses

getting pitches to sit in my nose: “la, la, la, la …”

high noises, giving myself a migraine later, but

i really do not care. because, you giggle

just like every other child. high pitched,

kind of crazed. kind of manic. kind of perfect.

like mo-mo. like go-go. (your word for bingo.)

mum-mum. yours for a mum; ours for amma. amma:

norse for milk. elvish for mother. gender-whatever for parent.

old words are recycled and reused and re-

purposed for something new taking scrap fabric for new

quilt squares. sewing them together. a whole alphabet of letters.

repeated phrases, letters, numbers, sounds, and songs of the days.

social stories and singalongs; fairytales and fireside fables.

tunes i have long known passed down to you, like outer space postcards,

umbrellas - ellas, ellas - oh, someday that and glorious feelings both will blast

violently over our speakers while the windshield wipers

wipe the rain of the windows of our mini-van (read: bus) for we are not

xeric people. no. you will soak water up like knowledge, like music,

you will soak up rain like van gogh used yellow paint in flowers and stars.

zypher, wild west wind child, my bouncing giggling tigger … amma shall sing you a song.

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Poetry Resource :

Our featured resource for the day is Poetry Pause, the “daily dispatch” of the League of Canadian Poets.

Postcards from Inside the Machine

By Bradley Peters

Come havoc

come mayhem Come down

God and see us Come

—John Murillo, Kontemporary Amerikan Poetry

peckerwoods

In cuffs, willing myself clean

one pulsating streetlight

at a time while the cop swims

around me with his flashlight

cutting the fog and his face

appears pale and glistening

from the red and blue glare

like something being born.

What are you doing here?

he says and pats me down,

sighs, backsteps, blinds me.

A perfectly nice kid like you.

I’m a straight Caucasian male.

I’m White. I could be his son.

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Prompt :

Today we’d like to challenge you to write an “American sonnet.” What’s that? Well, it’s like a regular sonnet but . . . fewer rules? Like a traditional Spencerian or Shakespearean sonnet, an American sonnet is shortish (generally 14 lines, but not necessarily!), discursive, and tends to end with a bang, but there’s no need to have a rhyme scheme or even a specific meter. Here are a few examples:

Wanda Coleman’s American Sonnet (10)

Wanda Coleman

1946 –

2013

after Lowell

our mothers wrung hell and hardtack from row

and boll. fenced others’

gardens with bones of lovers. embarking

from Africa in chains

reluctant pilgrims stolen by Jehovah’s light

planted here the bitter

seed of blight and here eternal torches mark

the shame of Moloch’s mansions

built in slavery’s name. our hungered eyes

do see/refuse the dark

illuminate the blood-soaked steps of each

historic gain. a yearning

yearning to avenge the raping of the womb

from which we spring

Terence Hayes’s American Sonnet for the New Year

American Sonnet for the New Year

Terrance Hayes

1971 –

Things got terribly ugly incredibly quickly

Things got ugly embarrassingly quickly

actually Things got ugly unbelievably quickly

honestly Things got ugly seemingly infrequently

initially Things got ugly ironically usually

awfully carefully Things got ugly unsuccessfully

occasionally Things got ugly mostly painstakingly

quietly seemingly Things got ugly beautifully

infrequently Things got ugly sadly especially

frequently unfortunately Things got ugly

increasingly obviously Things got ugly suddenly

embarrassingly forcefully Things got really ugly

regularly truly quickly Things got really incredibly

ugly Things will get less ugly inevitably hopefully

Ted Berrigan’s Sonnet LXXXVIII

LXXXVIII (The Sonnets)

Ted Berrigan

1934 –1983

A Final Sonnet

For Chris

How strange to be gone in a minute! A man

Signs a shovel and so he digs Everything

Turns into writing a name for a day

Someone

is having a birthday and someone is getting

married and someone is telling a joke my dream

a white tree I dream of the code of the west

But this rough magic I here abjure and

When I have required some heavenly music which even now

I do to work mine end upon their senses

That this aery charm is for I’ll break

My staff bury it certain fathoms in the earth

And deeper than did ever plummet sound

I’ll drown my book.

It is 5:15 a.m. Dear Chris,

hello.

If you’d like more specific instructions for how to get started, Write 253 has a great “formula” prompt for an American sonnet, which you can find here.

American Sonnets

The American sonnet is a looser, more musical and inventive variation than its traditional counterpart. Having no required rhyme scheme or specific meter, the poet has freedom to innovate their own constraints within 14 lines.

Here is one way to make an American Sonnet:

1. Make three different lists

a. 10 abstract ideas (abstract ideas are things you can't see or hold, like ideas or feelings [love, hate, anger, joy])

b. 10 items you can see from where you are right now

c. 5 songs or musical genres you love (either right now or used to love)

2. Pick one of your abstract ideas as a theme for your poem. Then choose five things off your items list that represent this theme. Then chose as many songs or genres as you want to represent the theme.

Confused?? Don't worry: here is an example:

a. Abstract things: love, hate, joy, sorrow, freedom, peace, acceptance, friendliness, hope, power

b. Things I see from where I sit: maple tree, magnolia, white truck, chainlink fence, crow, neighbor's dog, houseplant I don't know the name of, carpet, bookshelf

c. Songs/genres: "Fetch the Bolt Cutters" (Fiona Apple), "Fight the Power" (Public Enemy), "Chandelier" (Sia), "Cuz I Love You" (Lizzo), "Freak Scene" (Dinosaur Jr.)

My poem's theme is Power (from my abstract list). Maple tree, crow, white truck, neighbor's dog, bookshelf are my five things from the items list.

Now I will write my poem with all these things in mind. It's not that the poem is a narrative, it's not "about" anything at this point. I am just going to lean into these ideas and see where it goes. The joy comes from the surprise. Let yourself be surprised.

3. Write an American Sonnet using the roadmap above. For the purposes of definition, a sonnet is a poem with 14 lines. That is really the only constraint: 14 lines only.

Or, write about a music video, for the musical genre you chose, that shows how the item is connected to the idea.

4. Once finished, either share with someone or post to IG.

RESOURCES

Wanda Coleman was an innovator in this form, writing many different types of

American Sonnets influenced by jazz music. Below is one of her poems.

American Sonnet 35

by Wanda Coleman

boooooooo. spooky ripplings of icy waves. This

umpteenth time she returns—this invisible woman

long on haunting short on ectoplasm

"you're a good man, sistuh," a lover sighed solongago.

"keep your oil slick and your motor running."

wretched stained mirrors within mirrors of

fractured webbings like nests of manic spiders

reflect her ruined mien (rue wiggles remorse

squiggles woe jiggles bestride her). oozy Manes spill

out yonder spooling in night's lofty hour exudes

her gloom and spew in rankling odor of heady dour

as she strives to retrieve flesh to cloak her bones

again to thrive to keep her poisoned id alive

usta be young usta be gifted—still black

Tips for writing an American Sonnet

Get a piece of paper and do a little resource-gathering by answering each aspect in either regular sentences or in a list.

Coleman considers four (4) aspects while writing American Sonnets:

1.Issues (what is the sonnet about?)

2.Rhythms (what kinds of pattern of sound do you want in the poem?)

3.Tones (what are the different attitudes in the poem?)

4.Musical preference (What music can influence the poem?)

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Poem Title :

balance of nonchalance

( an american sonnet - could be looser )

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coal shoal so much cooler than toffee coffee, olive aunty

show some respect kow-tow to the cow and how

howdy he’d hollered red-collared crowds were bawdy

2pacalypse now frisko law pretty gaudy have heard

sidhu moosewala let loose re 295 predict his death

hold your breath get a steth- oscope hangman’ rope

she had a gold nosepin and his legacy profligacy then died

some vied crores cried now a crone gets a kinda clone

through surrogacy a repeat reincarnation for a nation

post - cremation of humber college creation exclamation

know nothing of nonets bonnets sonnets for the love

of california or once ceasar’s calphurnia gonna burn ya

amaru of cusco peru so I say hey hey can’t all be just one way

the time has come to redress the balance of nonchalance

( asa )

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Poet : Amita Sarjit Ahluwalia

Poem 43 / Day 27

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[amerikansiding]

American Siding Mantolama Sistemi ısı farklılıkları, yeryüzü hareketleri, mevsimsel koşullar gibi en zor şartlar altında bile çalışabilme özelliği sayesinde yapısı bozulmadan, solmayan renkleri ile yapıları nızı yıllarca korur.

[freddyabroad]

13.10.2023 - New York, New York

Am letzten November Wochenenden war es endlich so weit. Mit einem Nachflug ging es nach New York. Ein lang ersehnter Ausflug. Natürlich hatte der Flug Verspätung und ohne Komplikationen ging es dann auch nicht. Eine junge Frau neben uns hatte einen Rotwein zu viel und erbrach sich über unsere Sachen. Das ging schon mal gut los.

Am Freitag landeten wir aber um 08.30 Uhr doch irgendwann im Regen in NYC. Was wir zu dem Zeitpunkt nicht wussten: aufgrund von massiven Regenfällen stand die Stadt unter Wasser..... Zumindest für eine Stunde. Wir bekamen davon aber nichts mit. Der Regen der auf uns wartete, rief bei den Hamburger Mädels doch Heimat Gefühle hervor.

Mit der Subway ging es für uns Richtung Manhatten. Mit offenen Mündern landeten wir direkt auf dem Times Square. Von Santa Fe direkt in die belebteste Umgebung New Yorks war dann doch was anderes. Zurückin der Großstadt haben wir uns dann aber doch direkt wieder wie ein Fisch im Wasser gefühlt. Trotz allem war es Zeit für ein spätes Frühstück und einen großen Kaffee. Schlaf ist im Flugzeug doch etwas zu kurz gekommen. Frisch gestärkt und mit Regenschirmen bewaffnet erkundeten wir New York und spazierten zum Empire State Buildung (auch nur ein weiteres Hochhaus) und dem Flatiron Buildung (auch irgendwie unspektakulär) trotz allem war eine "normale" Umgebung richtig belebend!

Irgendwann brauchten wir doch eine Pause und machten einen ausgiebigen Mittagsschlaf. Zum Glück war unser Hotel nur zwei Blocks vom Times Square, dass der Weg recht kurz war. Abends brachen wir dann doch für einen Burger und das erste Bier auf. Auf dem Rückweg sammelten wir noch andere PPPler ein, bevor es dann endgültig Zeit für das Bett war.

Den Samstag starteten wir ein komplettes Touri-Programm. Vom 9/11 Memorial, ging es zur Brooklyn Bridge. Von dort spazierten wir über die Wall Street weiter zur Statue of Liberty, genossen eine sehr teure mittelmäßige Pizza in Little Italy und ließen uns auch China Town nicht entgehen. Die Stadt ist einfach besonders. An jeder Ecke Touristen und mehr Deutsche als Amerikaner und doch hat sie ihren ganz eigenen Zauber, der uns von Sekunde 1 nicht mehr losgelassen hat. Kein "How are you?", weil es eh niemanden interessiert (herrlich ehrlich), überall Hochhäuser und doch irgendwie Platz. Man kann überall hinlaufen und an die Kaffeequalität kann man sich definitiv gewöhnen. Nach einem kleinen Päuschen ließ wir es uns dann aber auch nicht nehmen in einer Bar mit Karten, viel guter Laune und Cocktails den Abend ausklingen zu lassen.

Am Sonntag hatte jeder andere Pläne, dass alle alleine loszogen. Man hat sich doch schon fast gefühlt, als würde man dazu gehören. Mein Ziel war die 5th Ave. Absolut überbewertet und auch nur eine Straße. Allerdings ist die Lennox Libary definitiv einen Besuch wert! Nach dieser Erkenntnis traf ich Louisa im Central Park wieder. Von dort spazieren wir dann zum Broadway. Unser Nachmittags-Programm war nämlich das Broadway-Musical Hamilton. Das Theater war sehr viel kleiner als erwartet, die Show sehr minimalistisch, aber alles in allem ein großartiges Musical, was sich definitiv lohnt! Im Anschluss gab es für uns Mittag/Abendessen mit Blick auf den Times Square. Abends stand für Louisa und mich dann noch das Rockefeller Center auf dem Programm. Bis zu unserem Termin hatten wir einen Wein und viele gute Gespräche inmitten der Skyscraper.

Nach einem nächtlichen Besuch des Top of the Rock war es dann aber definitiv Zeit für das Bett. Immer noch geplättet von den Eindrücken und der Magie der Stadtlichter schliefen wir auch definitiv sehr gut.

Am Montag lagerten wir die Rucksäcke im Hotel ein, spazierten durch den Central Park zur Upper East Side. Dort genossen wir in einem Café ein Kaffee nach dem andere , beobachteten die Stadt und ihre Menschen und spielten Romme. Irgendwann war es dann aber Zeit aufzubrechen. Mit einem kurzen Schlenker über die Grand Central Station ging es erst kurz ins Hotel und dann zum Flughafen. Selbstverständlich hatte der Flug Verspätung, sodass wir erst um 03.30 Uhr am Dienstag in die Betten fielen, bevor es dann wieder zur Uni ging. Der Trip hat so viel Spaß gemacht und Energie gegeben, obwohl wir viel gelaufen sind und wenig geschlafen haben. Das ist definitiv nicht das letzte Mal New York!

[the-final-straw-blog]

Mutual Aid At The Border in Tijuana with El Comedor Comunitario

This week, we’re sharing a recent chat with Devi Machete, an anarchist involved in the Tijuana mutual aid project known as Contra Viento y Marea Comedor which distributes clothing, medical supplies, meals and boxes of stable food throughout the week at the border with the USA. The project, known for short as El Comedor is launching a free school and art laboratory in June. For the hour, we talk about the migrant caravan in 2018 that gave rise to El Comedor Comunitario, the self-organized work around the project and resisting the dehumanization of the border through solidarity and community. 

Transcript

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Since the US allowed the Trump-Era Title 42 Covid-based restriction on immigrants entering the country to expire and has moved back to Title 8, so in a post-script Devi talks about concerns of a surge at the border and the further difficulties this change creates for migrants and refugees seeking asylum in the north.

Facebook: @ContraVientoYMareaComedor

Instagram: @ContraVientoYMarea_ElComedor

Venmo: @TJRefugee-support

Youtube Channel: https://m.youtube.com/channel/UCFY2Pmih9n1hN1b5-6JVq9A/videos

Email: contravientoymareacomedor@gmail.com

GoFundMe: https://www.gofundme.com/f/migrant-organizers-of-tijuana-need-covid-support

soon-to-be-relaunched website: http://www.contravientoymareatj.com.mx/

You can also check out our prior interview with Elements of Mutual Aid directors Leah & Payton to get some visuals of El Comedor, which is a featured project in that docu-series.

Announcement

Phone In For Shine White

All power to the people,

As I’ve pointed out in my previous writings, Hepatitis C kills more Amerikans each day than HIV and sixty other infectious diseases combined, making it the deadliest infectious disease in the United States. It is a viral infection, caused by the Hepatitis C virus (“HCV”) that affects the liver and can result in serious, life-threatening complications.

On February 15 of this year blood tests revealed that I had Hepatitis C. In contrast to NCDAC’s Clinical Practice Guidelines (CPG) for the treatment of Hepatitis C, I was sent back to my cell, instead of having further blood testing done to determine my fibro-scores.

I was provided no further information, other than that I had Hepatitis C and that I would be seen by the facility’s healthcare provider at a later date. The following days were mentally exhausting.

Only after consulting with a prisoner who was receiving treatment for HCV at the time, did I become aware of the procedures that are in place for evaluating and treating prisoners who have the Hep-C virus. Before treatment can be started, additional blood testing is required to determine one’s level of fibrosis. 

After becoming aware of the aforementioned, I immediately began to submit sick calls requesting the required blood testing be done to determine my Fib-4 index score. My sick calls went unanswered, only after those of you on the outside made calls to the prison on my behalf was I taken to medical to have the Fib-4 test done. The test results revealed that my Fib-4 score was 5.7, which indicates that I am at risk of cirrhosis, liver disease and/or liver cancer. However, the health care provider has yet to begin my treatment.

These scores were revealed to me on March 3, subsequently I’ve not been assessed by medical personnel since, despite submitting multiple sick-calls due to the complications I am experiencing caused by the hepatitis-c virus.

Since early March I have lost approximately 30 pounds, I have various pock-like scores on my lower legs, rashes cover my elbows and knees, and the sharp pains in my lower back and side make it difficult to sleep at night. When I inquire about my treatment, the response I receive is that it is out of their hands.

I am firmly convinced that they have no intentions of treating me. Combined with the recent continuation of my term on supermax, it’s evident that their intentions are to hold me incommunicado and hope that the hepatitis-c will do what they have been unable to do - silence me!

Having to openly admit that I am at the mercy of my overseers infuriates me. I feel helpless and I am scared. I’m witnessing what is being done to Komrade Rashid, I witnessed the late elder Maroon Shoatz languish with cancer for years, Mumia Abu-Jamal continues to suffer from complications caused by hepatitis-c, the names go on and on. I feel as if my twenty-year prison sentence has become a death sentence.

I entreat that calls be made and emails be sent on my behalf, demanding that I be treated immediately. Only if pressured by those of you on the outside will these miscreants act with professionalism.

I am deeply grateful for the support. I conclude this as I began,

Daring to struggle, daring to win

All power to the people,

Joseph “Shine White” Stewart

Below is the contact information for those who should be contacted:

NCDAC’s Deputy Secretary - Comprehensive Health Services

Gary Junker

919-838-4000

gary.junker@dac.nc.gov

Chief Deputy Secretary - Rehabilitative and Correctional Services

Maggie Brewer

919-733-9313

maggie.brewer@dac.nc.gov

Facility’s lead nurse

J Rowe

jacqueline.rowe@dac.nc.gov 

. ... . .

Featured Tracks:

One by J Dilla from Welcome 2 Detroit Instrumental

En Caravana by Chiky Rasta

Es Épico by Canserbero from Can Vive

Check out this episode!

[trfirmalar]

Amerikan siding dış cephe kaplama ve mantolama sistemleri vidalama delikleri ve alt tarafında bulunan

kanal sistemi seysinde deprem ve sarsıntı halinde hareket ederek çatlama patlama oluşumunu

önler. birbirine geçme sistemi ile su nem rutubet oluşumunu önler içinde bulunan

taş yünü ısı ses ve yangın yalıtımı ile mantolama yaparak diger eps ve xps mantolama,ya nazaran 3 kat fazla ısı yalıtımı yapar.

aynı zamanda keçeli yapısı sayesinde içinden hava alabilen bir malzeme

oluşumundan dolayı bina içinin sıva ve boyasını da korur rutubeti nemi önler

[perdecom]

Güneş Işık Geçirmeyen Blackout Karartma Stor Perde Modelleri Fiyatları - Ofis Perdesi Stor Perdeler

Online Blackout karartma stor perde satın al

Karartma Perde Orjinal Işık Geçirmez Özellikleri

Orjinal blackout karartma stor %100 Işığı engeller. Güneşli cephede bile odayı zifiri karanlık yapar. - Girdiğiniz perde eni üst profil enidir. Kumaş genişliği girdiğiniz perde eninden 3.5 cm daha dar olacaktır. - Pencere kenarından ışığı engellemek için Eğer pencerenin yanında duvar devam ediyorsa perde için sağ ve solda en az 20 cm taşma payı verin. Yani pencere 140 cm ise ve duvarınız müsaitse perdenini eni en az 180 cm olmalı. - Perdenin üst mekanizması 5 cm ve etek çıtası 2 cm dir. Perdeyi kapasanız dahi en az 7 cm yüksekliğinde kalır. Niş pencerelerde (inside mounting) pencerenin açılması için üstte 7 cm pay kalmalı. - Ölçüye Özel Üretilir. Eni ve boyu  300 cm i geçmemeli. Örnek 350 x 300 üretilir ancak 350 cm x 350 cm üretilemez. - Karartma kumaşlar orjinal blackout kumaştır - Tüm renk kumaşları arkaları beyaz renk sıvamadır. - Amerikan Blackout kumaş olarak geçer. - 2 yıl garantilidir - %100 PES - Islak nemli bezle silinebilir. Yıkanmaz. - Alüminyum Kasa ve ölçüye göre 24 / 32 / 38 mm Alm. Boru ile üretilir. - Varsayılan olarak tavana montaj aparatı portrayla gönderilir. - İsterseniz korniş aparatı ile kornişe kolayca montaj edilebilir. - Zincirli model için çocuk kilidi ücretsiz gönderilir. - Kullanım Yerleri: Ev Salonları, Ofis, Yemek Odası, Yatak Odası, Çalışma Odası, Misafir Odası, Müdür Odası, Otel odaları ve lobisi, Cafe Restaurantlar, Çiftli perdelerde arka kumaş olarak.

English:

Made to measure original blackout roller blinds produced in Turkey İstanbul

100% polyester fabric with white backing

Very usefull  for bedrooms,

Easy fit universal brackets suitable for top, side and face fitting

Maximum width 300 cm , maximum height 300cm  

Minimum width 30cm, minimum drop 30cm

If both the width and drop greater than 300cm fabric is not available 

Strong rust free aluminium roller tube

Please note that the actual width of the fabric will be approximately 3.5cm less than the overall blind width ordered, this is to allow for the brackets and operating mechanism.

Please note: At least 5cm is needed to top fit roller blinds in the recess and 7cm is needed to face fit in the recess

Işığı kesen gerçek stor perde

Tuğçe / Sümer Zeytinburnu

Yatak odası için tavandan yere kadar özel ölçü kahverengi karartma stor siparişi verdim. Ürünü 2 gün içinde yurtiçi kargo ile teslim ettiler. Kolayca kornişe taktık. Ürün gerçekten karartıyor. Akşam odada ışıklar kapalı iken göz gözü görmüyor. Gerçek bir uyku perdesi. Doğru bilgilendirme için firma çalışanlarına teşekkür ederim. İstediğim gibi oldu.

çatı katı ofis için gri blackout stor perdeler

Murat Gergeroğlu / İstanbul BeylikdüzüBeylikdüzünde ofisimiz için perde arayışındaydık. Ofis çatı katı olduğu için üçgen pencere camlarımız da vardı. Birçok perdeci sadece plise karartma , jaluzi ya da dikey perdelerin üçgen çalışacağını belirtti. Perde.com daki irem hanıma whatsappp ile ofis resimlerini attık ve bize istersek daha ucuz fiyatla karartma stor olabileceğini söyledi. Üstteki üçgen parçaları sadece kumaş olarak zincirsiz alt kısımları ise normal stor olarak tavsiye etti. MOntaj için birini yönlendirdiler ve çok beğendik. Farklı çözümlerini detaylı yazmak istedim. Kesinlikle tavsiye ederiz.

Ofis için güneş geçirmeyen kalın perde

/ Etimesgut Ankaraofis için oluşturduğumuz ışık geçirmez karartma stor siparişini 1 hafta içinde teslim ettiler. Ürünler tam istediğimiz ölçülerde geldi. Kumaşı oldukça kalın. Hiç ışık geçirmiyor. Arkaları beyaz. Özel perdeciden aldığımız fiyat teklifinin çok altında satın aldık. Bir kaç resim de ekledim umarım doğru yüklemişimdir. Emeği geçenlere teşekkür ediyoruz.

İçerideki ışığı dışarı geçirir mi?

/ Kestel Bursa - 4/11/2022Disardaki ışığı içeri gecirmedigine göre içerideki ışığı yada gölgeyi dışarı gecirmiyordur değilmi birde gelen ürün dediginiz gibi çıkmazsa iade varmıDışarıdan bakılınca içeride ışık yandığı belli olmaz, hiç bir görüntü alınmaz, 2 taraflı karartma sağlar. 1 adet perde için iade hakkınız mevcut. Ancak aynı perdeden 2 veya daha fazla satın alırsanız, sadece en küçük ölçü olan 1 tanesinin iadesini kabul ediyoruz.

[muhaibb]

Bir Film Bir Kare #173 – The Blind Side (2009)