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Robyn - “Call Your Girlfriend”

Fri, 24 May 2013 16:06:22 -0400

Robyn - “Call Your Girlfriend”

garylutz: oh yeah, i’m a real grammar Nazi. like you know the Nazis? everything that they did? i...

Fri, 24 May 2013 15:44:03 -0400

oh yeah, i’m a real grammar Nazi. like you know the Nazis? everything that they did? i kind of do all of that, only for grammar. have you seen the film Shoah? when i was watching that, i was just like ‘this is me. this is totally me. that’s all stuff i would do and would participate in and agree with.’ i mean, talking about grammar.

I read the news today oh boy

Fri, 24 May 2013 13:48:51 -0400

I read the news today oh boy

Dan Coombs, The Ball, 2011 Oil on canvas | 45x60cm

Fri, 24 May 2013 13:24:30 -0400

Dan Coombs, The Ball, 2011
Oil on canvas | 45x60cm

"And my song needs to breathe: poetry isn’t poetry and prose isn’t prose. I dreamt that you are the..."

Thu, 23 May 2013 00:46:29 -0400

“And my song needs to breathe: poetry isn’t poetry
and prose isn’t prose. I dreamt that you are the last of what god told me
when I saw you both in my sleep, then there were words…”

- Maḥmoud Darwish, from “Sonnet I” in The Butterfly’s Burden, trans. Fady Joudah (via proustitute)

kafkasapartment: A page with handwritten annotations by...

Wed, 22 May 2013 15:17:40 -0400

kafkasapartment:

A page with handwritten annotations by Vladimir Nabokov in his personal copy of Franz Kafka’s The Metamorphosis.Translated by A. L. Lloyd
New York: Vanguard Press, 1946. The following is an excerpt from Nabokov’s lecture on “The Metamorphosis.” I like Nabokov, probably better than Kafka, but he was a “big baby” in many ways and that comes through in his almost idolatrous analysis of The Metamorphosis. Along with some wonderful insights.

Of course, no matter how keenly, how admirably, a story, a piece of music, a picture is discussed and analyzed, there will be minds that remain blank and spines that remain unkindled. “To take upon us the mystery of things”—what King Lear so wistfully says for himself and for Cordelia—this is also my suggestion for everyone who takes art seriously. A poor man is robbed of his overcoat (Gogol’s “The Greatcoat,” or more correctly “The Carrick”); another poor fellow is turned into a beetle (Kafka’s “The Metamorphosis)—so what? There is no rational answer to “so what.” We can take the story apart, we can find out how the bits fit, how one part of the pattern responds to the other; but you have to have in you some cell, some gene, some germ that will vibrate in answer to sensations that you can neither define, nor dismiss. Beauty plus pity—that is the closest we can get to a definition of art.

"I never drink water because of the disgusting things that fish do in it."

Wed, 22 May 2013 14:43:35 -0400

“I never drink water because of the disgusting things that fish do in it.”

- W. C. Fields (via writersbloqinc)

Meg Rosoff, There Is No Dog

Wed, 22 May 2013 13:04:50 -0400

Meg Rosoff, There Is No Dog

"Standing on the bare ground, my head bathed in the blithe air, and uplifted into infinite space, all..."

Wed, 22 May 2013 12:53:00 -0400

“Standing on the bare ground, my head bathed in the blithe air, and uplifted into infinite space, all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eyeball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of universal being circulate through me; I am a part or particle of God. I am the lover of uncontained and immortal beauty.”

- Ralph Waldo Emerson (via maxistentialist)

Abandoned Amusement Park in New Orleans

Wed, 22 May 2013 12:35:23 -0400

Abandoned Amusement Park in New Orleans

This is Allen Ginsberg’s reading list for his class, “Literary...

Wed, 22 May 2013 10:32:24 -0400

This is Allen Ginsberg’s reading list for his class, “Literary History of the Beats.” (Yes, he is on it.) For more of this morning’s roundup, click here.

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Wed, 22 May 2013 10:27:07 -0400

high tide and low tide in great britain. photographs by michael...

Tue, 21 May 2013 20:34:09 -0400

high tide and low tide in great britain. photographs by michael marten

collectivehistory: An Eastern guard speaks to a Westerner...

Tue, 21 May 2013 20:30:37 -0400

collectivehistory:

An Eastern guard speaks to a Westerner through a broken seam in the wall. Both were smiling, representing the jubilant spirit of the day, November 26, 1989

Patrick Ness, The Ask and the Answer

Tue, 21 May 2013 20:30:09 -0400

Patrick Ness, The Ask and the Answer

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Tue, 21 May 2013 20:28:03 -0400

Nowhere but Sajima by Yasutaka Yoshimura Architects

Tue, 21 May 2013 20:23:16 -0400

Nowhere but Sajima by Yasutaka Yoshimura Architects

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Tue, 21 May 2013 19:01:09 -0400

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Tue, 21 May 2013 19:00:55 -0400

W.H. Auden

Tue, 21 May 2013 16:31:37 -0400

W.H. Auden