#cooleridge

[daylightandlongnights]

Continuing this ✨theorizing about songs I won't hear for months kick✨ with the albatross bc this song title I also vibed with

When I think of albatross personally I think about The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Cooleridge. In this poem an old seaman tells a story about a ship and it's crew who's fate changes after one of them kills the albatross that has helped them on their journey & the bad luck that befalls them as a result. It is also important to note that within this story the crew is initially upset with him assuming that it's bad luck but when nothing happens initially, they assume it's all good and let's it go.

I think that if this song is inspired by or is using an albatross in a similar way it could lead to a song about:

-How quickly people move on when there isn't an apparent bad outcome initially (even if things get worse later on because of said action)

-The albatross could never change it's own fate by being better or more lucky. The interpretation & beliefs of others will always find it at fault

-Things out of an individual's control sometimes have more pull on the outcome than their own actions (the albatross' role)

-How could something so beloved be destroyed with one single choice

-How quickly someone turns on the 'albatross' as soon as it's seen as a bad sign (the initial event of the Mariner shooting the albatross)

Again disclaimer is I'm bad at predicting and also know nothing about everything so this is all just me throwing out things from my brain

[scentedchildnacho]

What is the constructive object in space.......uhm I think they were indians though they will preserve invasives like lilac.....and other areas are not compassionate or able to forget illegal immigrants to life here....if you wont go to the plastic surgeon your evil professor has to so

The illegal new York immigrant like Ruth mas I feel bad for life itself if i don't request she like columbine be sent to authorities for end of life decisions

Chartrists no English in the states is Indian fantasies the British novel like Jane eyre or the cooleridge poetics of what to do with youth white homicide

I w...double that you...to You....romantic poetics

So it's not that I talk to each species as family it's that it's Life and Life is personified to me and I'm sorry

The cubanos resist the border crossing with their Latin cubanos...and wha wha.....wha.....

Natchez....white is European no no though....the white people may sit outside the Irish and italians basilica

The Africans may go into the basement but the white people may be outside to pray to Saint John the prodigal son

I tried the natchez basilica and I suspected them of being Russians felt uncomfortably digestive.....and understood it as a food justice segregation....

Their new renovations were really nice and intellectually....perfect at treating cancer....but George simmel not in some way capable of a statement like the eastern bloc of truly assimilating and acclimating here

And I have eastern bloc relations

Psychology text books weren't objective though they were white books

Black people's have different letters due to better affiliation with the British

She was locked in a box till she was eight just to see if she could aquire cognitive functions....and the Indian English and even those interventions and she couldn't aquire language

[charlesknause]

The Insane Society

Is it possible for a whole society to go completely bonkers, nuts, insane as opposed to just the lone sole individual in any given society who gets to wear the albatros around his neck like Samuel Taylor Cooleridge’s rhyming ancient mariner. The book by Erich Fromm that poses this really important query in appropriately entitled THE SANE SOCIETY with the uplifting emphasis on the overly prosaic…

[icabl]

The “Ancient Mariner” Big Read began streaming on April 18, inaugurated with a reading from Jeremy Irons. An online read-through of the “Rime,” in 40 free daily installments, with accompanying visuals, by 40 different readers and artists.

[leithianxx]

Black Cravats & Albatross

You may have noticed that Ed wears Stede's black necktie/cravat from the episode 4 clothing swap throughout the rest of the series, even after he becomes the Kraken. He threw away everything of Stede's, he even threw away the silk his own mother gave him. He shed all material things with any residue of sentimentality on him, except for the cravat. Why? This has been interpreted in a lot of different ways, some have said it's like a noose he wears carries around his neck, foreshadowing the death of Edward for the Kraken. Others have called it a collar, representing the chokehold that Stede has on him. Personally, I think it's an albatross.

Quick spark notes time for anyone who didn't have to read this in high school: The Rime of the Ancient Mariner is a late 18th century epic poem by Samuel Taylor Cooleridge. It's thought to signal a shift towards modern literature, similar to the artworks referenced in Mary's paintings which I did a deep dive into here. The significance of transitional periods and 1717 generally being a time of extreme political, philosophical and artistic change is something I might explore in another post.

Anyways, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner tells the story of a sailor returned from sea. He was part of a crew trapped in the ice flows of Antarctica, when an albatross (a giant seabird with a 10ft wingspan) appears in the sky. The bird leads the ship to safer waters and is hailed as a good omen. But the sailor shoots it out of the sky, bringing a curse and misfortune to the crew. As punishment, they make the sailor wear the dead albatross around his neck so that he must carry the heavy burden of his sins. After a time, Death appears to claim the lives of his crew mates, while a ghostly woman named Life-in-Death claims the sailor, who gives him "a fate worse than death." Time passes, and the sailor observes slimy sea creatures swimming around in the water. He begins to appreciate their beauty, which lifts the curse. He's returned home, and is commanded to wander the earth to tell others his tale.

There is strong evidence that this poem was on the minds of the OFMD writers. A seabird is killed in the show, and for this crime Calico Jack is ostracized and cursed to die. But more to my point, the albatross has become a common metaphor in popular culture for a heavy burden that one must carry. Ed found something to lead him out of the life his was trapped in, and he thinks he's shot it out of the sky by showing his true self and scaring it away. He wears this cravat, a gift from Stede, something that once belonged to him, as a burden of guilt for the crimes he's done that caused Stede to reject him, as penance for becoming the monster he thinks he truly is, and as a reminder to never let someone close to him again.

The poem is also famous for the popular quote, "Water water everywhere, but not a drop to drink." When Ed returns to the ship, despite his heart break, he is surrounded by support and love. The crew literally surround him and listen to him sing about his feelings, they cheer him on for more. Lucius offers him the possibility of life after death. But Izzy tells him that for this he's suffered "a fate worse than death," just like the ghost who damns the sailor. Water, like love, is everywhere, but Ed won't accept any of it. Not now. He will need to realize on his own that there is beauty in heartbreak and learning to love again. Maybe then he can lift the curse, and return home to himself.

[backstreets]

one of my units this year is on romanticism and at the moment we’re on the earlier side of the period (cooleridge / wordsworth) and specifically im doing my essay on tinturn abbey (which i loved) but it reminded me so much of whitman’s writing and honestly all the major themes that make the romantics..... romantic are found in whitman’s writing and if whitman had been born earlier and in england critics would have NO problem categorising his poetry....... but because he was writing in the civil war period people just categorise him into this ultimate “american war time” figure when most of his poetry wasn’t even about that!! it is more about what we get out of war (not a lot) and why freedom (personal and political) is the most important thing we have and how nature gives us so much and what we owe back to it (just like the romantics!!!) anyway im sick! of this emphises of whitman “the american” instead of whitman “the romantic”............................ 

[alifeasvivid]

3 and 45 ukus

Modern AU/Chocolate of Romance

>.> I’m honestly not sure what chocolate of romance means precisesly.... but uh.... yeah let’s do it!

Arthur Kirkland is the worst event planner ever. To be fair, event planning is nowhere in his job description, but the woman who had been in charge of planning the charity dinner for the company had quit. Arthur can’t say he blames her.

To make matters worse, the dinner is taking place on Valentine’s Day and has “romantic” theme. Arthur had, briefly and stupidly, hoped they meant “Romantic” in the sense of Byron, Shelley, Blake, Cooleridge, but no. 

So reds, pinks, hearts, and tiny naked angels with bows, arrows and disproportionately small wings it is. At least it sends Arthur on a mission for one of his favorite indulgences: chocolate. The CEO of the small company demanded that there be an abundance of chocolate, spare no expense, it must be the good stuff.

This edict has Arthur following the path to the Chocolate Therapist--a local chocolatier which has rave reviews by the hundreds. It is at this humble shop that Arthur encounters another of his favorite indulgences: a darling young man with bright blue eyes, an eager-to-please smile, and chocolate smudged on his face and hands.

Alfred F. Jones makes all manner of cocao-centric sweets for the Chocolate Therapist and all manner of flirtatious remarks toward Arthur.

With Alfred’s help, the charity dinner is a massive success and... also with Alfred’s help, Arthur realizes that a little chocolate-covered romance can be quite delightful.

[dermontag]

Musizierende Geschwister – da fallen einem natürlich zuerst Nannerl und Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart ein oder Fanny und Felix Mendelssohn-Bartholdy. Und aus dem aktuellen Konzertbetrieb Carolin und Jörg Widmann sowie jede Menge Klavierduos, die Jussen-Brüder, die Labèque, die Önder- sowie die Dörken- Schwestern. In der Familie Kanneh-Mason musizieren sogar alle sieben Kinder. Sie können also ganz im Geiste des 19. Jahrhunderts Hausmusik machen – oder auch in der TV-Show „Britain’s got talent“ die ganze Insel begeistern. [Der tägliche Nachrichtenüberblick aus der Hauptstadt: Schon rund 57.000 Leser:innen informieren sich zweimal täglich mit unseren kompakten überregionalen Newslettern. Melden Sie sich jetzt kostenlos hier an.] Die beiden begabtesten Kanneh-Masons, Sheku, der bei der Hochzeit von Harry und Meghan mit seinem Cellospiel Millionen rührte, und die Pianistin Isata haben gerade eine USA-Kanada-Tour hinter sich und sind jetzt in Deutschland unterwegs. Ihr Auftritt im Berliner Kammermusiksaal bringt am Samstag ein 1000- köpfiges, außergewöhnlich bunt gemischtes Publikum zusammen. Shekus Cello-Ton ist nicht schön im konventionellen Sinne, alles Üppige, Schwelgerische geht ihm ab, klanglich wäre er – im Theaterjargon gesprochen – eher ein Charakterdarsteller als ein jugendlicher Liebhaber. Zu Beethovens vierter Cellosonate passt das nicht so gut, zumal es hier auch noch Probleme bei der akustischen Balance zwischen den Geschwistern gibt, der Flügel durchgehend dominiert. Bei Schostakowitsch aber sorgt seine Spielweise sofort für emotionale Dringlichkeit: Leiden und Scherz, Bitterkeit, nur gelegentlich Inseln melodischer Seligkeit – es ist eine biografische Interpretation, denn der Komponist litt ja schrecklich unter dem Sowjetregime. Sehr unterschiedliche Persönlichkeiten Gleichzeitig wird auch klar, dass Bruder und Schwester künstlerisch sehr unterschiedliche Persönlichkeiten sind: Er ackert leidenschaftlich, muss sich oft den Schweiß von der Stirn wischen, Isata dagegen ist auch in den virtuosesten Passagen nie anzumerken, dass Kunst schwere Arbeit sein kann. Stets bleibt ihr Spiel klar und elegant, allerdings auch ein wenig neutral, unparteiisch. Im extrem anspruchsvollen Programm folgen jetzt Werke aus Großbritannien: Ein starker Erzählstrom entsteht in der 1917 vollendeten Sonate von Frank Bridge, das Duo findet hier zur maximalen Fokussierung. Den Pizzicato-Satz in Benjamin Brittens Opus 65 zupft Sheku mit der Lässigkeit eines Jazz-Bassisten, in der „Elegia“ ist er aber sofort wieder hochkonzentriert, lauscht aufmerksam den eigenen Tönen nach. Für den frenetischen Beifall bedanken sich die Geschwister mit „Deep River“ von Samuel Cooleridge-Taylor (1875 – 1912), einem der ersten schwarzen Komponisten, die sich Anerkennung in der Klassikszene erkämpfen konnten. Frederik Hanssen

[swinstonwith]

My life has taken a most unexpected turn. In the span of five days, I went on two hikes.

The first one took us to the heights of Christchurch, and though I thought it hard enough on my thighs as it was, it turned out to be a walk in the park compared to the second one. It is important to note that it was a family-friendly, Sunday-walk, senior-citizen-welcome type of hike. Nonetheless, I am sufficiently out of shape to consider it a challenge. It was worth it.

The second one took place at Mount Hutt. After a nice preamble at Lake Cooleridge, breathtakingly georgeous and unnaturaly blue, we started the four-hours trek. Naïve and overexcited as always, I had failed to take into account that, as we were going up a mountain, the whole way would be a steep slope through the woods and on the sides of the mount. I have never been so out-of-breath in my life. Even though the temperature was steadily falling as we were getting higher and the wind getting wilder and wilder, I couldn’t feel the cold. We finally got on top of the mount - a fucking masterpiece by the way - and decided to continue on to the next. While we couldn’t have been much high, I still felt on top of the world. I really don’t need much to be happy. One of the mount had snow on it, a common but surreal sight to me. My whole body was aching, but I was ecstatic. Until we took a certain rocky road to cross from one mount to the other, that is. I don’t always fare well with heights, and this narrow path was completely exposed to the wind that was blowing so fiercely it almost toppled me a few times. I had to stop once or twice, trying not to look to the void on my left to avoid any panic, fighting to get through the wind. For an immaterial force, it has no qualms about kicking my ass swiftly and effortlessly. It really wasn’t that bad, but to me it was a huge deal. The way back was easier but more treacherous, as I kept slipping and stubbling my way down. I onyl fell twice tho. It was a wonderful day, and nowhere near as dramatic as I just described.

Meanwhile, a kitten has elected to stay at our house, and she is precious.

Sunset here is sundawn in Belgium. My brain can’t fully process it. It has just hit me for what feels like the first time that I am on the other side of the world.

[lawlight]

OK NEXT UP IS COOLERIDGE

[alifeasvivid]

So one of the first arguments I ever heard against USUK was that toward the end of the revolution, King George and Parlaiment were more like “Ugh, fine, just shut up and go away” toward the Americans than anything and by the time it was all over, the argument goes that England would not have cared anymore and politically, that’s true. Britain had a lot of other shit going on after 1783.

As a student of English (language, not just nationality) literature, I present a counter argument, a day late and a dollar short, but here it is anyway. It’s founded on the idea that the Nation-tans represent their people and cultural climates, not just their politics/politicians. 

Starting around 1770, the Romantic movement began to emerge in Britain and there’s plenty of debate about when exactly it ended, but it basically continued until the start of the 19th century. British Romanticism is MY FAVORITE THING. It gave us Mary and Percy Shelley, Wordsworth, Cooleridge, Blake, and my favorite human who ever existed: Lord Byron. Also, you could kind of argue that the internet’s favorite person, Oscar Wilde, wouldn’t have existed the same way without this movement. Poetry was very big and works are characterized by high levels of emotion and introspection. So like... Cooleridge is writing about an albotross, but really he’s talking about all the terrible things the mariner has done. The Romantics definitely did not take a “stiff upper lip” approach to their own feelings.

Put on your Hetalia goggles and it’s pretty easy to see that this is basically Arthur’s emo phase. What it boils down to for the pairing is yes, politically, Britain was not concerned with America immediately following the Revolution (until 1812 when Alfred was like “fucking pay attention to me damn it!” and invaded Canada), but I think an argument can be made that Arthur would have at least added Alfred’s rebellion onto the huge pile of things he was clearly already angsting about, if only for the pleasure of having yet another thing to angst about, and I think saying that he would have just not cared entirely is a little limiting.

Contrast this with the American movement of Transcendentalism which took hold in New England mainly in the late 1820′s and continued more or less up until the Southern states became unavoidably awful (it’s hard to reconcile the high ideals of the inherent goodness and equality of all men when a huge chunk of your country keeps many of them in literal chains). Romanticism and Transcendentalism are often taught together as kind of the same thing in American public school (which is the only experience I have of high school/secondary school) and that’s a mistake. I understand English and History teachers are increasingly pressed for time as the canon of human history and humanity’s body of work and what needs to be taught in schools about marginalized groups while still acknowledging that some of what’s always been the canon is good will only ever expand, but these two movements are fundamentally different and in some ways very opposed. 

Where the Romantics used spiritual symbolism, theme, motifs, etc. to elucidate strong emotions, the Transcendentalists were very much about taking spirituality as its own thing, rather than a means to make a point. Transcendentalism was possibly somehow influenced by Romanticism tangentially, but more than anything, it was a reaction to Rationalism and the Enlightenment. Both movements do idealize nature, but the nature that the writers and philosophers were dealing with on either side of the pond are rather radically different. The Romantics tend to have a way of describing the countrysides of Britain and it’s very soft and tameable and their main wild, unconquerable thing is the sea. Meanwhile, the Transcendentalists were dealing with a vast expanse of land and none of them really had any idea what was out there.

So with our Hetalia googles still firmly in place, I think it’s fair to say that Transcendentalism is Alfred trying to figure himself out. On the whole, the movement isn’t as dark as Romanticism (contrast Walden with Frankenstein). It’s worth mentioning that the Enlightenment is basically what spawned the Revolution in the first place and a lot of Enlightenment ideas began in Britain, so Arthur really has no one but himself to blame for that. Taken that way, Transcendentalism could be Alfred continuing on in the spirit of rebellion by challenging the very ideas that brought him to the point that he was allowed to challenge those ideas in the first place.

In conclusion, why couldn’t I have written essays this good when I was actually IN school? That is a mystery that will never be solved. Anyway, this has no point, I just like any excuse to mention Lord Byron and talk about Alfred and Arthur.