Literature

Literature

Conversations about novels, poetry, and short stories

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"I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world."

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here's a "behind-the-scenes" look at the writing process i started with an image and feeling i wanted to explore and kept at it until it came out right i don't have the full edit history so i'm not sure at which point I realized that there was this symmetrical 3x3 pattern and a "linear" progression of angel -> soil, innocence -> experience, "the fall", but flipped on its head, in that the so-called "fall" of fleshly enjoyment can actually be liberating, an elevation, transcendence even....

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literature isn't simply written it's constructed

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Jules Verne when he was 23 years old. I found this picture in a photo album of @hypathie's family , in the house where we are staying for holiday. Jules Verne was a great great great uncle and his spirit infuses the place.

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Liberté is a poem by Paul Eluard. In 1942 thousands of copies were dropped by parachute by British aircraft of the Royal Air Force above occupied France maquis. They knew that a poem could be a powerful vector of resistance. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Libert%C3%A9_(poem)

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Crypto Samuel Richardson…

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@meganmichelle.eth

Oof this is tough. What say you?

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It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair. The opening of Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities I like that, somehow it fits in with our times.

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Poetry invents language, language and narrative invent us. Absolutely fundamental.

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@meganmichelle.eth

Life is lonely. I don’t know what I would do without literature honestly. It has helped me survive all throughout my life. I remember reading my first book at the age of 5 and feeling the magic of reading someone else’s mind. There’s no other art form that enables you to read someone else’s thoughts. Every other art form is an interpretation. I remember doing a book report on CS Lewis in 7th grade. My Shakespeare class in 10th grade and being picked to read Kate in Taming of The Shrew. And finding Anglo-Saxon literature in 11th grade, then graduating early and studying Greek. What a gift literature is. My best friend. I don’t want to ever live without it.

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TS Eliot - The Cocktail Party, 1949

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Gdi, literally me rn.

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Relatable Tolstoy.

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Have a great long weekend!

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Apparently Kurt Vonnegut figured out the intentions of AI in The Sirens of Titan

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