May
24th
Tue
24th
Above: From The Bear That Wasn’t by Frank Tashlin.
Apr
24th
Sun
24th
boars and fury: coincidental post three on time
DP: Every sentence written in English contains some anxiety about time. I’d love to write a poem that was Time-Free. Is that possible?
RZ: Why? Is this particular to English?
DA: I don’t think English is necessarily the only language in which time is embedded in the verbs. But I know that in…
Apr
11th
Mon
11th
Very depressed today. Unable to write a thing. Menacing gods. I feel outcast on a cold star, unable to feel anything but an awful helpless numbness. I look down into the warm, earthy world. Into a nest of lovers’ beds, baby cribs, meal tables, all the solid commerce of life in this earth, and feel apart, enclosed in a wall of glass.
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath (via earlyfrost)
(Source: lolagee, via nogreatillusion)
Mar
28th
Mon
28th
When F. Scott Fitzgerald was 6 years old he had a birthday party to which nobody came. He waited on the porch all afternoon in his freshly pressed suit but nobody showed, so at last he went inside and ate his entire birthday cake, including several candles.
I hope this actually happened.
Mar
23rd
Wed
23rd
Don’t tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.
— Anton Chekhov (via the-exchange)
(Source: thesearepeopleyouknow, via hmhlit)
Mar
12th
Sat
12th
Am I in love?—yes, since I am waiting. The other one never waits. Sometimes I want to play the part of the one who doesn’t wait; I try to busy myself elsewhere, to arrive late; but I always lose at this game. Whatever I do, I find myself there, with nothing to do, punctual, even ahead of time. The lover’s fatal identity is precisely this: I am the one who waits.
— Roland Barthes (via ivynoelle)
(via nogreatillusion)
“The Visual Topography of a Generation Gap”
“A copy was made from my original apartment key, then a copy was made from
that copy. This process was repeated until the original keys information was
destroyed, resulting in the topography of a generation.”
-Dan Bejar
