#john burnside

[derangedrhythms]

There is no more powerful fantasy than the fantasy of what might have been.

John Burnside, from ‘The Dumb House’

#john burnside #the dumb house #prose #u

[bebravebrisol]

On growing up while steeped in grief:

“The Fair Chase,” John Burnside // art, Riikka Auvinen // Memory, George Seferis // “Disassociative States,” Vanessa Angélica Villarreal // Remnants of a Separation: A History of Partition Through Material Memory, Aanchal Malhotra // untitled, Tito Merello Vilar // Courage, Anxiety and Despair, Watching the Battle, James Sant // Midnight Mass (1x5) // The Clockwork Prince, Cassandra Clare // currently unknown 

#grief #web weaving #mine #midnight mass #john burnside #riika auvinen #george seferis #vanessa angelica villarreal #aanchal malhotra #tito merello vilar #james sant #the infernal devices

[soracities]

and everyone who passes     will be you or almost you     before it’s someone else.

John Burnside, from “Blues”

#q #lit #quotes #poetry #john burnside #blues #the aftermath of love #archive #m #x

[dk-thrive]

When all the books are gone...

When all the books are gone, there will be nothing to remember but a single porch light at the far end of the road where something live is moving in the snow, a woman, or a fox, it’s hard to say.

Last day of birdsong; salt rain in the trees; the echo of someone going about their business, making good or making hay – you never know for sure, although you know that something here is coming to an end:

last day of weather, lanternlight crossing the yards, last of those stories our kinfolk used to tell of woman into fox, fox into deer, deer into shadow and, always, the silence to come.

— John Burnside, "As if from the end times (Homage to David Garnett)" in "John Burnside wins the 2023 David Cohen prize for amazing body of work" by Ella Creamer (The Guardian, November 9, 2023)

#John Burnside #poem #poetry #books

[contremineur]

It's moments like this when the barman goes through the back and leaves me alone a radio whispering somewhere amongst the glasses I'm through with love the way traffic slows to nothing how all of a sudden at three in the afternoon the evening's already begun a nascent dimming. By ten I'll be walking away on Union Street or crossing Commercial Road in a gust of rain and everyone who passes will be you or almost you before it's someone else.

John Burnside, Blues (from ‘The Asylum Dance’, Jonathan Cape 2000)

#john burnside #poetry #quote #lit #excerpt

[nerds-yearbook]

In 1945, in the Philippines campaign during World War II, Lt Fitzgerald was greatly troubled to learn that he had suddenly developed the ability to know who was about to die. ("The Purple Testament", Twilight Zone, TV)

#nerds yearbook #sci fi tv #paranormal #1945 #wwii #ww2 #world war 2 #world war ii #tz #twilight zone #philippines #the purple testament #rod serling #richard l bare #dick york #barney phillips #paul mazursky #william reynolds #william phipps #s john launer #michael vandever #marc cavell #warren oates #ron masak #brad brown #john burnside #irvin zabo koszewski #robert mccord #gordon mitchell

[d1anna]

from De Humani Corporis Fabrica by John Burnside

#john burnside #poetry #words #lit #took this rec from soracities's poetry recs!! #dianna.moon

[ttintricacies]

Ode to a Nightingale - John Keats // History - John Burnside // Stanzas Written in Dejection - Percy Shelley

#john keats #percy shelley #john burnside #poetry #ode to a nightingale #stanzas written in dejection #history #webweaving #web weave #poem

[zahut]

“The trick and the beauty of language is that it seems to order the whole universe, misleading us into believing that we live in sight of a rational space, a possible harmony. But if words distance us from the present, so we never quite seize the reality of things, they make an absolute fiction of the past.”

— John Burnside, The Dumb House

#john burnside #quotes #text #words

[metamatar]

#john burnside #poetry #i like this a lot and its rattling around in my head

[dark-but-just-a-game]

#radical faerie movement #queer counterculture #harry hay #don kilhefner #queer pride #john burnside #queer liberation

[derangedrhythms]

I had the idea that something was building silently between us, a kind of pleasurable tension, an expectancy, as if it would take only the slightest of signals for something to begin. There was something exciting about this, and dangerous too […]

John Burnside, from ‘The Dumb House’

#john burnside #the dumb house #prose #fragments #o

[pilgrimjim]

The Music of What Happens

Reflections on time at the turning of the year. #NewYearsEve #NewYear2023

“The old year now away is fled …” (New Year’s Carol) Do you have hope for the future? someone asked Robert Frost, toward the end. Yes, and even for the past, he replied, that it will turn out to have been all right for what it was, something we can accept, mistakes made by the selves we had to be—not able to be, perhaps, what we had wished or, what looking back half the time it seems we easily…

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#David Ray #Duino Elegies #John Burnside #New Year&039;s Eve #Rainer Maria Rilke #Robert Frost #The Christmas Revels #The Music of Time #The Old Year Now Away is Fled #Thoreau #Time

[birumutsuzlukbisikleti]

Tanıdığın şeytan, tanımadığına yeğdir.

#Şeytanın ayak izleri #John Burnside

[dk-thrive]

We tire of the self, of the shape of it, and its slightly exaggerated colours; most of all, we tire of its constant noise and just long for a little quiet.

John Burnside, ‘The Glister’ (Anchor, February 24, 2009)

#self #quiet #peace #john burnside #noise

[martyncrucefix]

Greedy alpha-creatures: the poetry of Ulrike Almut Sandig

I’m shocked to realise that it is a full year since I posted my review of the stunning long poem, Porcelain, by the contemporary German poet, Durs Grünbein, in Karen Leeder’s equally impressive translation (Seagull Books, 2020). That review was originally commissioned for, and published in, Patricia McCarthy’s penultimate issue of Agenda (those who follow such things will know that Patricia has…

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#Agenda Magazine #Angela Carter #anti-immigration party #Duino Elegies #Durs Grünbein #Grimm&039;s Fairy Tales #John Burnside #Karen Leeder #Ledbury Poetry Festival #Mediterranean refugee crisis #migration #neo-Nazi #Patricia McCarthy #Pegida #Peter Florence #Porcelain #Rainer Maria Rilke #refugees in Europe #Seagull Books #The Children’s and Household Tales of the Brothers Grimm #Ulrike Almut Sandig #Walt Whitman