Poems:
Favorite lines from "In Her Splendor Islanded":
Here is the moment burning and returned
Drowning itself in itself and never consumed
Biographies and Criticisms:
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Poems:
Here is the moment burning and returned
Drowning itself in itself and never consumed
Biographies and Criticisms:
"People expect that their lives move in majestic sweeps, but that’s only because memory and legend work that way, but reality works in the small moments of our experience. Too Heavy to Carry explores those moments by focusing in close. This wonderful collection aims to name the evils that people live through: loneliness, betrayal, inadequacy, and loss. Dixon easily captures not just the glimpse of hope, but shows the agony and obstacles one must endure before she crawls out of the bottom of the well. This is a must for survivors of any variety—divorce, depression, domestic violence, abandonment/neglect and other painful experiences."Her poetry is often visceral as if carved out with a blunt instrument. Here's a video interview with the poet and a brief excerpt. Here's her website with a few sample poems.
The main critique about the above book actually intrigues me more.Other Worlds, Better Lives:
Interview focuses on people involved with Destination Moon. It's early in TV's career as the reporters waste too much time boggling at their own wonder--either of being on TV or of being on a movie set."Flannery O’Connor on Why the Grotesque Appeals to Us, Plus a Rare Recording of Her Reading"
"In My Craft or Sullen Art" by Dylan Thomas:
A recent speech at Yale inadvertently sums up what's wrong with the art form these days: Its gatekeepers believe poetry matters because it's poetry, not because of what it says by NOAH BERLATSKY---
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--Don't tell me _____. Unless you're speaking McNuggets into my hands, I don't want to hear it.
--Ma'am, it's 10:30 am. We don't serve Chicken McNuggets at this time.
--Yes, you do.
--No, we don't.
--Why not?
--You know what? Rawr!
--Did you just hiss at me?
--I'll do more than just _____ hiss at you.
--Yeah, get your skinny ___ out of the car.
--Don't you _______ run away from me, you fat meatbag, I will end you.
Don't make me assume my ultimate form, I will ______ wreck--
--Just wait. I'm gonna come in there, and I'm going to wreck you.
--Do you know who I am? Rawr. Rawr!
--You want a piece of me? I will go super saiyan.
10 Plants that Shook the World Gillian Richardson, authorKim Rosen, illustratorAnnick Press Ltd.
"[P]epper has another, unexpected effect. It can make you sneeze. Achoo!"Richardson occasionally tells things that needn't be told but on the whole, the balance of interesting information weighs in its favor. Richardson, also performs well on the delivery of information: boxes of information describing the plants' born, age, likes, dislikes, stats, history of names, pros + cons, facts, as well as other related information tightly packaged in a few paragraphs, trying to capture the impact these plants have made on civilization.
"The idea that black magic exists in secret today, or that hellish antique rites still exist in obscurity, is one that I have used and shall use again. When you see my new tale "The Horror at Red Hook", you will see what use I make of the idea in connexion with the gangs of young loafers & herds of evil-looking foreigners that one sees everywhere in New York."From our twenty-first-century perspective, the tale's origin is an embarrassment of racism, yet Lovecraft's influence permeates the genre and wider culture. We need to understand where we've come from. Plus, it's too easy to be dismissive of times other than one's own. As Roger Luckhurst points out in his introduction to Oxford University Press's The Classic Horror Stories by H. P. Lovecraft, following the millions devastated by W.W.I and the Spanish flu, western civilization was felt to be on the decline. Moreover, social Darwinism gave racism an intellectual justification, with such prominent proponents as Jack London. Lovecraft likely considered himself an intellectual studying myth and even penning a chemistry textbook.
"It is possible that man may sometimes return on the track of evolution, and it is my belief that an awful lore is not yet dead.”So we witness the typical, inevitable doom of the Lovecraftian tale. His life mirrored civilization, and his fiction mirrored both. While many critics are dismissive of this tale, Lockhurst sets the story in a primary position, and it does appear to illuminate Lovecraft's work.
"Time" isn't really a theme, per se. But I want poems having to do with time. Not just time travel, but poems in which the passage of time, or other aspects of time, play a role. You can start submitting now; just earmark submissions for #100.
"If one could conclude as to the nature of the Creator from a study of creation, it would appear that God has an inordinate fondness for stars and beetles." —J.B.S. Haldane, 1951Although it sounds like it will hold up adherents to ridicule, apart from making God a child, it's actual more of a plot-less inventive charm centered around the quote than a slam on those beliefs different to the author.
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"[Mary Louise] closes her book and tucks Bankie securely under one arm. She follow Ruby down the wide front stairs, her small green-socked feet making no sound at all on the thick beige carpet."Mary Louise's father is absent and her new stepmother, Kitty, is cold. She hires Ruby as a maid. Ruby takes an immediate shine to Mary Louise, making grilled cheese sandwiches. When Mary Louise has problems with Kitty, Ruby solves them with simple household items that protect Mary Louise and makes Kitty's hair fall out. This only serves to make Kitty angry, so that Mary Louise needs more protection. Ruby teaches what she knows, but one day Kitty finds the alcohol cabinet unlocked and blames Ruby, firing her.
"I have gone up to see Him, and have looked through His eyes, and I have been where He is, time without end! An I'm here to tell you, all you dearly beloved mongrel dogs of mine, I'm here to tell you that it's consumed me! My flesh and my time, have been blown off my bones, by the searing wings of His breath! I'm not far off now from eternity!"and
"I'm more alive than you will ever be, and when I'm all consumed, I'll be far more alive, and I will live forever!"Most people may want a longer--even immortal--life. How you feel about being consumed may be another story. Again, the story or Ricky's next decision is left ambiguous, but his past impulsive actions and the meaning of names might suggest where the story's headed next.
"[T]he idea I want to get across to you, is that's how short your life on this earth will have been, Guy, when you check out a year or so from now. Your whole stay on this glorious green globe will be like that bird's landing and flying off again. It'll hardly have happened at all."Carl Larken seeks unknown and/or undiscovered gods buried in the earth, seeks signs from them. The reader's not entirely sure if he's sane. Marjorie, meanwhile, trails him, and, horrified, discovers the true meaninglessness of her marching-along existence in an unfathomable cosmos.
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