#reading her poems
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trickstersaint · 5 months ago
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i want to introduce you all to a project that is very close to my heart... or lack of one. anyway. for anyone who has ever wanted to play a poem. i'd like you to meet aromanticism
(link opens itch.io - she'll run on html in your browser! please be nice to her!)
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caruccio · 7 months ago
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Imagine sitting in a garden with her, she looks at the flowers and i look at mine.
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kvothes · 4 months ago
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two poems by hedgie choi in the american poetry review
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avicecaro · 1 year ago
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i think it’s important everyone knows about the little roman girl who died at only five years and seven months old, and her grave reads "dum vixi, lusi" or "while i lived, i played"
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ssaltlicker · 2 months ago
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I feel like you can tell who reads and doesnt read poetry by how they took the “dirt under your nails” comment. To me, it immediately read as “we are inseparable” like saying “the salt and the sea” or something. You arent focusing on the pieces individually, but the whole that they form together. AKA, being so close to someone/something that you are forever intertwined.
Its just shocking how many people took it as some kind of dig or insult. Getting your hands dirty symbolizes hard work. Someone that “never gets their hands dirty” is someone that doesnt work hard. Caitlyn WAS the latter, the elite that puts the work on other people. The whole point is that she has changed through work, but also through her relationship with vi.
Also; the phrase is actually pretty common in some regions (usually some alteration of it, anyways). Its been a phrase of affection for a while. Just funny how you can tell a lot about someones background by how they interpret certain phrases
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welcometogrouchland · 1 year ago
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I understand that literature nerd Jason Todd is kind of overblown in fanon compared to it's actual presence in canon (a few issues during his pre (and post?)crisis Robin tenure that highlight it) BUT consider that I think it's hilarious if the unhinged gun toting criminal has strong opinions on poetry
#ramblings of a lunatic#dc comics#Jason Todd#batfamily#it's just a fun quirk! it's a fun lil detail and I simply cannot slight ppl for enjoying and incorporating it into works#like obviously jason isn't the only one. I'm a big believer in the batfam having over lapping interests they refuse to bond over#i know dick canonically used the robin hood stories (which are pretty flowery in their language far as i can tell) as inspo for Robin#and i know babs was a librarian and even tho her area of nerddom is characterized as more computery she probably knows quite a lot-#-about literature as well#duke is a hobbyist writer i believe? i saw a fan mention that- which if so is great and I hope he's also a nerd#(i mean he is canonically. i remember him being a puzzle nerd in his introduction. but i mean specifically a lit nerd)#damian called Shakespeare boring but also took acting classes so i think he's more of a theatre kid.#Tim's a dropout and i don't think he's ever shown distinct interest in english lit and i can't remember for Steph?#I'm ngl my brain hyperfocused on musician Steph i forget some of her other interests I'm sorry (minus softball and gymnastics!)#and then Cass had her whole (non linear but it's whatevs) arc about literacy and learning to read#went from struggling to read in batgirl 00 to memorizing Shakespeare in 'tec and is now an avid read in batgirls!#she's shown reading edgar allen poe but we don't know if it's his short stories or his poems#point to all of the above being: i know Jason's not the only lit nerd in the batfam#but also i do need him to be writing poetry in his spare time and reading and reviewing it#jason at the next dead robins society meeting: evening folks today I'll be assigning all of us poems based on laika the space dog#damian and steph who have been kidnapped and brought to jasons warehouse to hangout: LET US GO BITCH#speaking of^ random poem i think jason would like: space dog by alan shapiro#wake up one morning in an unfamiliar more mature body with a profound sense of abandonment. the last four lines. mmm tasty
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stardotnet · 1 year ago
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yes, there will be singing
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the-cassandriad · 1 month ago
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i've not written poetry in years (i'm more of a novelist) but i allowed myself some cassandra thoughts (as a treat). i actually had a lot of fun with this and i'm desperate to do more with the idea in the future so we will see.
inspired obviously by my own muses, @two-bees-poetry for the brilliant contrapuntal poems about greek myth, and anne carson, specifically when she talks about cassandra's speech being split in two and her bridging of past and future!
more of my logic in the tags because i'm annoying!
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lxvenderjewel · 1 year ago
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stars
why do you look at me like i hung the stars?
it’s much more likely that it was you
sparkling even in smothering dark
even i could shine if i was next to you
we’re like the moon and sun
i’m only there because you are too
but you don’t need me to be yourself
and when i’m the moon, i rarely get to see you
we’re like light and a black hole
you glow in so many shades of blue
but of course, i suck it all up
and leave you without a clue
why do you look at me like i hung the stars?
don’t you know i hung them for you?
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caruccio · 7 months ago
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“Moon of my Heart.”
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raemimuse · 2 months ago
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but Why were we taught to fear the witches & not those who burnt them alive?
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echosdevil · 29 days ago
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these snippets about gemma in rickens book. crying blood
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silent-insanities · 2 months ago
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Books are my only escape.
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authenticity2025 · 8 months ago
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She is his sunset. He is her storm. Unknown
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penumbra-mayhem · 3 months ago
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Darlin’ HCs
• They get scared shitless every time they use a toaster. Every. Damn. Time.
• When they do manage to eat (which is rare prior to Sam), they wolf everything down (haha) so fucking fast
• They devour sour candy; it’s a wonder they have any taste buds left
• They love pranking Asher by giving him candy that doesn’t look sour to see his (very dramatic) reaction
(He falls for it every time, that man can’t resist sugar. And sometimes the candy actually isn’t sour, so he can never predict it.)
• They have a stutter that developed from head trauma during their last fight with Quinn (more about that here)
• After they come back home, Darlin’ starts working for a soup kitchen. They work in the warehouse packing/distribution center.
• They love their job cause it allows them to do physical work for a good cause without having to interact with many people
• They are constantly changing their hair color/style, but their favorite colors to dye it are black and neon purple
• Darlin has been punk since high school. The jacket they never take off is their battle jacket.
• Their (very beat up) headphones are blasting music 24/7
• Darlin’ has moral OCD, but they don’t know for the longest time
• Quinn quickly picks up on this fact, but doesn’t tell them. He instead uses their obsessions against them to make them believe they are the scum of the earth
• Sam also picks up on their OCD and does a lot of research. He gently introduces the idea to them and helps them get a proper diagnosis and therapy
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finelythreadedsky · 1 year ago
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 On one level the book is about the life of a woman who is hardly more than a token in a great epic poem, on another it’s about how history and context shape how we are seen, and the brief moment there is to act between the inescapable past and the unknowable future. Perhaps to write Lavinia Le Guin had to live long enough to see her own early books read in a different context from the one where they were written, and to think about what that means.
-Jo Walton
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