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My dad just got hit by a bus. And it broke his neck and now he's dead. I gotta pick up my mom and bring her to the morgue so she can identify his body. No I'm not kidding. This is actually happening. And now I'm high on crack.
6.1. When my brother died (unexpectedly) his widow couldn't find a phone number for me among his papers until two weeks later. While I swept my porch and bought apples and sat by the window in the evening with the radio on, his death came wandering slowly towards me across the sea.
5.6. When my parents died I chose not to eat but to burn them. Then buried the ashes under a stone cut with their names. For my brother I had no choice, I was a thousand miles away. His widow says he wanted to be cast in the sea, so she did this. There is no stone and as I say he had changed his name.
On finding things to do instead of eating your dead family
The Haunting of Hill House episode 2 | Wikipedia, Fore People | DSix Feet Under, pilot episode | Naja Marie Aidt, When Death Takes Something from You, Give it Back, with an English translation by Denise Newman | Herodotus, with an English translation by A. D. Godley. Cambridge. Harvard University Press. 1920 | Six Feet Under, pilot episode | Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch (both quotations) | The Haunting of Hill House episode 6 | Mary Oliver, Flare | Anne Carson, Nox | Naja Marie Aidt, When Death Takes Something from You, Give it Back, with an English translation by Denise Newman | Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch | The Goldfinch (2019) | Wooden Overcoats season 3 episode 8, written by David K. Barnes | Cindy Millstein, Ghost Stories, in the essay collection she edited: Rebellious Mourning | Anne Carson, Nox | Six Feet Under, pilot episode
#web weave#my first ever attempt at web weaving#not sure if i did it right/ how it turned out oh well#six feet under#wooden overcoats#anne carson#the goldfinch#when death takes something from you#naja marie aidt#donna tartt#the haunting of hill house#web weaving#webweaving#on grief#on death#poetry#mourning#tw death of a parent#tw death of a family member
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Then suddenly beech woods, all green behind the dozing eyes a deer leaps across the forest road scents of acid and moss and cheek against bark, sunrain between trunks, I’m home and hear the Baltic Sea crash against big rocks far away and I rest like a fairy or a witch in the sweet smells of the forest floor we can so easily forget what we are who we are that we are, but it takes only a little call to waken the sleepers, as now, in the forest, for LISTEN, isn’t that song and the chiming of goblets sounding in the green chambers? YES by golly, a celebration for the child in his seventeenth year, who never has been happier and never will be happier; the world shimmers everything unimaginably possible while a handspring and a new but not disturbing sensitivity have settled in the middle of his irresistibly marzipanescent body.
from Everything Shimmers by Naja Marie Aidt (Translated by Susanna Nied)
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from “Everything Shimmers”
by Naja Marie Aidt
translated from the Danish by Susanna Nied
Then suddenly beech woods, all green behind the dozing eyes a deer leaps across the forest road scents of acid and moss and cheek against bark, sunrain between trunks, I’m home and hear the Baltic Sea crash against big rocks far away and I rest like a fairy or a witch in the sweet smells of the forest floor we can so easily forget what we are who we are that we are, but it takes only a little call to waken the sleepers, as now, in the forest, for LISTEN, isn’t that song and the chiming of goblets sounding in the green chambers? YES by golly, a celebration for the child in his seventeenth year, who never has been happier and never will be happier; the world shimmers everything unimaginably possible while a handspring and a new but not disturbing sensitivity have settled in the middle of his irresistibly marzipanescent body.
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Alting Blinker
Så pludselig bøgeskov, helt grønt bag de blundende øjne en hind springer over den stampede jordvej her lugter af syre og mos og kinden mod bark, solregn mellem stammer, jeg er hjemme og hører Østersøen slå mod store sten langt borte er jeg hvilende som en fe eller en heks i skovbundens dufte vi kan så let glemme at vi er dem vi er at vi er, men der skal bare et lille signal til at vække den slumrende, som nu, i skoven, for HØR NU er det ikke sang og bægerklang der lyder i de grønne sale? JO, et gilde sørme for barnet i sit syttende år, der aldrig har haft det bedre og aldrig får det bedre; verden blinker alting ufatteligt muligt mens et kraftspring og en ny men ikke forstyrrende følsomhed har slået sig ned midt i den uimodståeligt marcipanemmende krop.
#everything shimmers#Naja Marie Aidt#When Death Takes Something from You Give It Back#poetry#poets.org#poem-a-day#poetry in translation#susanna nied
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Loud Rats Book Club 2023
This year the rats became literate!
We suggested a number of books each month and then voted on one to read (somehow Fish managed to read all 12 of them… wild!). The ones in red are the winners, but there are some other really good books in there.
Hopefully you can find your next favourite read below! :)
January
Piranesi by Susanna Clarke
The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
Hangsaman by Shirley Jackson
The Butchering Art by Lindsay Fitzharris
Earthlings by Sayaka Murata
Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead by Olga Tokarczuk
Why Fish Don't Exist by Lulu Miller
The Death of Ivan Ilyich by Tolstoy
Fledgling by Octavia Butler
Pirates and Prejudice by Kara Louise
If Beale Street Could Talk by James Baldwin
February
Adua by Igiaba Scego
The Left Hand of Darkness by Ursula K Le Guin
Detransition, Baby by Torrey Peters
The Passion by Jeanette Winterson
Upright Women Wanted by Sarah Gailey
March
Anna Karenina by Leo Tolstoy
The Humans by Matt Haig
Cane by Jean Toomer
Book of Disquiet by Fernando Pessoa
The Memory Police by Yōko Ogawa
The Fifth Season by N. K. Jemisin (#1 Broken Earth Trilogy)
Young Mungo by Douglas Stewart
April
Hamnet by Maggie O’Farrel
Dubliners by James Joyce
The Tiger's Wife by Téa Obreht
My Cousin Rachel by Daphne du Maurier
On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous by Ocean Vuong
Entangled Life by Merlin Sheldrake
May
Mary: An Awakening of Terror by Nat Cassidy
No Country for Old Men by Cormac McCarthy
Our Wives Under the Sea by Julia Armfield
Where You Come From by Saša Stanišić
Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë
Gwen and Art Are Not in Love by Lex Croucher
June
Death in Her Hands by Ottessa Moshfegh
Our Hideous Progeny by C. E. McGill
Swimming in the dark by Tomasz Jędrowski
Girls like Girls by Hayley Kiyoko
Diary of a Wimpy Kid 17 by Jeff Kinney
Zami: A New Spelling of my Name by Audre Lorde
Lesser Known Monsters of the 21st Century by Kim Fu
The Long Way to a Small Angry Planet by Becky Chambers
July
Kid Youtuber 9: Everything is Fine by Marcus Emerson, Noah Child
Bored Gay Werewolf by Tony Santorella
Hit Parade Of Tears by Izumi Suzuki
When Death Takes Something from You Give It Back: Carl's Book by Naja Marie Aidt
Pandora's Jar by Natalie Haynes
The Decagon House Murders by Yukito Ayatsuji
The Summer Book by Tove Jansson
Mapping the Interior by Stephan Graham Jones
August
Camp Damascus by Chuck Tingle
Small Game by Blair Braverman
Free: Coming of Age at the End of History by Lea Ypi
September
Hag-Seed by Margaret Atwood
The Employees: A workplace novel of the 22nd century by Olga Ravn
Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk
October
Linghun by Ai Jiang
Eyes Guts Throat Bones by Moira Fowley-Doyle
The City of Dreaming Books by Walter Moers
The Half Life of Valery K by Natasha Pulley
Catch the Rabbit by Lana Bastašić
Kindred by Octavia Butler
November
Slaughterhouse Five by Kurt Vonnegut
Life For Sale by Yukio Mishima
We Have Always Lived in the Castle by Shirley Jackson
Liberation Day by George Saunders
Ripe by Sarah Rose Etter
Eugene Onegin by Alexander Pushkin
Giovanni’s Room by James Baldwin
December
Arsène Lupin versus Herlock Sholmes by Maurice Leblanc
The Hobbit by JRR Tolkien
Minor Detail by Adania Shibli
Prophet Song by Paul Lynch
Migrations by Charlotte McConaghy
#loud rats#book club#to be clear the ones who won weren’t the BEST choice we just love democracy here
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chimamanda adichie // bigger than the whole sky by taylor swift // when death takes something from you give it back by naja marie aidt // right where you left me by taylor swift // i carry you in my heart by me // beach read by emily henry // ocean vuong
#web weaving#wow im having a night huh!!!!#im gonna be fine this was very cathartic making art with my grief helps etc etc
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Naja Marie Aidt, from “Everything Shimmers”
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jeg passer jo lige ind i en naja marie aidt novelle 🤪
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en anden note om dansk populærmusik
åh hvor er det der helmig album dog egentlig fint og rørende
det har samme tyngde som naja marie aidts 'carls bog',
ønsket om at komme tilbage til en sø, et sted man har haft sammen sat mod ønsket om at komme tilbage til tiden før, momentet, hvor man stadig var glad og ikke havde taget telefonen endnu
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{Abril en el Taller Groovie: La Pérdida}
Imagen: UNICEF
Abril se viene movido por estos lares. Vaya que sí. Mucha actividad, aparte de los talleres que ya cuentan con sus participantes. Lo lindo es que estamos orientando las actividades escritoras en torno a tópicos o temas. Si en marzo fue "La descripción: cómo me hago entender", en abril todo se reunirá en torno al tema de "La pérdida".
La pérdida parece ser un tópico regular en la Literatura, pero siempre hay algo que agregar a Didion, Forn, Léger, Ernaux, de Vignan y Barnes (entre miles de otros autores). Es un lugar al que acudimos en busca de compañía, pero también con una buena cuota de morbo. Y eso no está mal.
El taller de lectura se reunirá en torno a dos libros que someten al lector a la carencia y privación desde la maternidad. Acciones que parecen inverosímiles sustraen a los hijos de estas narradoras, convocando las emociones más eufóricas por parte de quien lee (e interpela) estas novelas.
El libro cardinal de abril será "Casas vacías" de Brenda Navarro. (Si quieres saber cómo conseguirlo, haz click AQUÍ)
Haremos una tercera clase de profundización del tema con "Si la muerte te quita algo, devuélvelo" de Naja Marie Aidt (libro que no es necesario adquirir para el taller de abril, porque la profesora hará una selección de instantes de la novela-carta-poema para el taller).
Este taller se realizará los días miércoles 3, 10 y 17 de abril de 2024.
El horario es de 19:00 a 21:00, vía Meet.
El valor del taller es de 45.000 CLP por las tres clases.
Para más información, datos y reserva de cupos, escríbeme a [email protected]
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from “Everything Shimmers”
By Naja Marie Aidt
translated from the Danish by Susanna Nied
Then suddenly beech woods, all green behind the dozing eyes
a deer leaps across the forest road
scents of acid and moss and cheek against bark, sunrain
between trunks, I’m home and hear the Baltic Sea
crash against big rocks far away and I rest like a
fairy or a witch in the sweet smells of the forest floor
we can so easily forget what we are who we are
that we are, but it takes only a little call
to waken the sleepers, as now, in the forest, for
LISTEN, isn’t that song and the chiming of goblets
sounding in the green chambers? YES by golly, a celebration
for the child in his seventeenth year, who never has
been happier and never will be happier; the world shimmers
everything unimaginably possible while a handspring
and a new but not disturbing sensitivity have settled
in the middle of his irresistibly marzipanescent
body.
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22nd Book I Read in 2022
Title: Omina
Authors: Naja Marie Aidt & Mette Moestrup
Notes: Helt storkär i den här lilla boken <3
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"I wasn't looking for someone who sees sorrow as a project to complete. I didn't want to take it on as a project. I didn't want to partake in treating sorrow as a project. The idea of sorrow as a project to complete disgusts me. The idea of sorrow as a project to complete in order to be well again makes me furious. I had no energy to work. I wanted someone to stroke my cheek and soothe me. I wanted care, not work. I wanted someone to lift the sorrow off my chest, if just for a moment."
-When Death Takes Something from You, You Give It Back - Naja Marie Aidt, translated from Danish by Denise Newman
#grief#quote#death#quotes about grief#sorrow#citation#when death takes something from you you give it back#books#currently reading
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The unfinished and imperfect is the nature of grief.
When Death Takes Something from You Give It Back, Naja Marie Aidt (tr. Denise Newman)
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“One day I stopped working. One day I stayed in bed. I stopped answering the phone, I just stopped. I let myself be dismissed from the high school where I was teaching, received unemployment, sick days, and later, social security. And later, much later, the earth, the trees, the rain. Especially the trees. Their certain endurance in this world, standing, in the same spot, moving and under the influence of everything around them, but they don’t move, they never move until someone cuts them down. And even then, it doesn’t necessarily end their lives—it’s not easy to get rid of a tree. The stump sprouts and soon it’s tall and dense again, growing wildly.”
― Naja Marie Aidt, Baboon (trans. Denise Newman)
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“Il dolore è
una
fottuta prigione.”
Naja Marie Aidt - Se la morte ti ha tolto qualcosa, tu restituiscilo
#se la morte ti ha tolto qualcosa tu restituiscilo#naja marie aidt#utopia editore#italy#libri#quotes#books#citazioni#pain#dolore#utopiaeditore
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when death takes something from you give it back by naja marie aidt // i carry your heart with me by e.e. cummings // dear rose by ocean vuong // the profound grief and terrible puns of harrow the ninth by constance grady and emily st james // marjorie by taylor swift
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