#poems from around the world

[poems-from-around-the-world]

I'm hosting a Storygraph challenge this year about Poetry in Translation. Join me in reading at least 5 poetry collections in translation in 2024.

You can browse this blog for inspiration or check out the literature folder I linked on @salvadorbonaparte for poetry collections.

#poetry #poems from around the world #storygraph #Storygraph challenge #reading challenge #Booklr #Bookblr

[cheerioskid]

i just read "the crickets have arthritis" and, I think this poem is something i'm going to hold with me for a long time to come. It felt like a stone was dropped into a unmoving lake, and caused tidal waves. Thankyou so dearly for sharing this poem with me.

absolutely! everything from shane koyczan is so beautifully written and delivered and is SO heart wrenching but it gives me an appreciation for life in a way nothing else has

if you have the time please please please listen to this because it's genuinely one of my favorite pieces of art ever

#found him around 7th grade from a map using his 'to this day' poem #and every now and again i'll come back to his works when i feel like my world is getting a bit to overwhelming #or when i just need to feel something rlly deeply yk #i think another one of my favorites is his 'for instance' poem #please check it out i can't recommend enough!! #inbox #ALSO!! tw for terminal illness and death

[hilsoncrater]

sorry but if i were to collect love poems from different poets into a collection book, why the hell would i stick to the same 5 white straight men who lived in england/america. like. humans have been chasing love’s form for centuries all over the world. why the hell would i not want to highlight that

#arabic poetry is gorgeous; indian poetry is gorgeous; aboriginal poetry is gorgeous #i’m so salty like. LOVE IS ALL AROUND THE WORLD….why didn’t this collector PICK POEMS FROM OTHER POETS

[worldclassbadass]

So. Vinland saga s2 ost came out yesterday. And right at the very start of the album, I can already tell that this album really came for my tearducts

#Vinland saga #Vinland saga s2 #They really started with Somewhere not here and I bawled my eyes out #Episode 23 second half really was my personal highlight of the season #I love LOVE canute and thorfinns reunion and the i have no enemies scene #But nothing can beat the visual and musical power of seeing the cast change for the better #And leading a more honest life of wanting to create and better themselves and their lives #Away from the Viking lifestyle #And also can we talk about how somewhere not here also has aspects of Arnheids theme #Fitting because this track plays when thorfinn and Einar promised to make a better world in her honour too #I read the manga of this part as reference. And they didn't have the carve it poem as they showed everyone in ketils farm #The anime really heightened the experience #It was so powerful. To see how hard they were working and then the swelling music #And the poem that on the first episode #Meant carnage and violence. In episode 23 it talks about creating change. And making a mark so powerful that it impacts everyone around you #And that shit made me bawl so much it was too powerful #Goodness I am not normal about vinland saga please someone talk to me about it

[youssefguedira]

hm. well.

#i maintain that it's not sad and there are large swathes of the movie that are genuinely really comforting to me. something about the #atmosphere and the slow pace of it all makes it feel very much like you're just going to live in that world for a while #but my god there's something to be said for the simplicity of the last line (lost a friend) because it really hits like a freight train #what's that poem. i loved my friend he went away from me. it's like that #very quiet very simple but so so emotionally intense #again the shot of the dead tree. screaming crying throwing up etc etc #there's also so much about pietro's description of friendship as a place / the house with a hole in its roof that is no longer of use #also the way pietro's life away from bruno / the mountains is told in short almost montages. the story IS centered around bruno and it is #heavily subjective. bruno is the center of the story / there is one mountain at the center of the eight #truly. cinema. i am going to go make myself some food and then watch the making of because why the hell not #neon has thoughts

[broke-on-books]

😍😍😍

#accidentally slept through my only class today #which whoops sorry. (my 9am english) #which kind of killed step 1 of a plan of mine but thats okay #anyways THEN i had to go downtown to pick up this award bc i forgot to show up to the ceremony like a dumb dumb #but the building was like a 25 minute walk and it was COLD (punishment for my dumb dumbness tbh) but anyways i got there early so i walked #around the block and then went inside and picked up my medal #and i was already far downtown so then i popped my head in a couple of stores as i slowly walked back #got a few things from target. new hair clip nail polish m&ms pens and then a mango. very excited to eat that either later today or tomorrow #then i popped in the calligraphy store and then the comic shop and looked around. saw some white ribbon in the calligraphy store which ive #been looking for but didnt get it because it was a bit wide and kind of expensive and i want a lot for my project idea #(want to write out some of my favorite poems on them in sharpie and then use it to accessorize) #and then i went to the comic shop and peeked around. saw a nubia issue and a few gl 2021s in the discount bin but i didnt get them bc #they were all middle issues and i havent read those books yet although i do want to someday bc my guys were in them. one of the gl 21s even #had simon on the cover so i was very !!!!!!!! thats my guy!!!!! #didnt buy anything there but i did ask the guy to make sure to order a copy of the spirit world tpb so ill stop by to get that in a few wks #and then i went to the bookstore cafe and got a cold brew and did a but of English there. they have tables in the stacks its nice. the one i #grabbed was just surrounded by old paperbacks of sci fi and thrillers lol. didnt see anything id read but recognized a few author names like #card (no enders game though) and the pern lady (idk her name i havent read it). anyways did half a blog post thats technically late (ill #backdate though dw) and then packed up and i grabbed a gyro from the halal cart on that block which i just finished back at my dorm <3333 #anyways good times. now im gonna try and spam some work and go to freaking trivia team for the first time in a month later. oops #blah #oh and i think the halal cart guy may have given me a free soda. unsure abt that though bc its possible it came with and i was just being #silly again. so anyways i had a ginger ale too

[strawberrycircuits]

My favorite number is 7! whats your favorite poem?

aaabh... mary olivers wild geese is a v good one i thibnk...

also the crime of being small / 10 legs 8 broken fucks me up hard

#i want to make like. a comic w the crime of being small and my ocverse ivywood. #like the first portion would be paiges perspective #'to the spider; the shadowed creature in the corner of my room; i hate you.' cherry being this thing always in paiges mind that she fears- #coming back to ruin all shes done so far. 'you scared me just as your brothers and sisters did before you' referring to the other cyborgs. #'you are a trespasser that does not belong here. you entered without knocking. roamed freely like this is YOUR home and decorated MY walls- #with unwanted silk webs without asking' cherry coming to regrowth for justice and answers and ruining everything like paige feared. cherry- #not belonging at regrowth OR in the real world bc of the jensens actions. #and then the rest of the poem would be from cherrys perspective. but it would veer into evies perspective too. #cherry wld be lines like 'but i was born this way. whats your excuse?' 'if you could count your murders how long would you be counting?' #'am i really this threatening?' #and eveline being the lines like 'i didnt know being seen would cost me my life' 'you are still standing and i am still sorry' #and some of the lines embodying both of them ie 'if i was the same but looked different maybe you wouldnt hate me' #'maybe you wouldnt have loved me' vallen and frankie dont love evie they love cherry / 'maybe you still wouldnt have let me stay' - #the marshalls taking in and loving evie and decidedly not cherry #'mercy wouldve been enough' would reflect all of it. maybe if evie was shown mercy by the jensens. maybe if paige was shown mercy- #by the people around her. maybe if cherry had been shown mercy he wouldnt be in between life and death. etc etc #sorry. my ocs make me crazay

[oatbugs]

please delete your philosophy gpt-3 post. it's most likely stolen writing.

philosophy?? idk which one you're referring to sorry. also no . if it's the poetry one, see in tags. actually see in tags anyway. actually pls look at my posts on AI too . sorry if it's badly worded i'm very tired :')

#GPT3 is a large language model (LLM) and so is trained on massive amounts of data #so what it produces is always going to be stolen in some way bc...it cant be trained on nothing #it is trained on peoples writing. just like you are trained on peoples writing. #what most ppl are worried about w GPT3 is openAI using common crawl which is a web crawler/open database with a ridiculous amt of data #in it. all these sources will obviously include some published books in which case...the writing isnt stolen. its a book out in the open #meant to be read. it will also include Stolen Writing as in fanfics or private writing etc that someone might not want shared in this way #HOWEVER . please remember GPT3 was trained on around 45TB of data. may not seem like much but its ONLY TEXT DATA. thats billions and #billions of words. im not sure what you mean by stolen writing (the model has to be trained on...something) but any general prompt you give #it will pretty much be a synthesis of billions and billions and billions of words. it wont be derived specifically from one stolen #text unless that's what you ask for. THAT BEING SAID. prompt engineering is a thing. you can feed the model #specific texts and writings and make sure you ask it to use that. which is what i did. i know where the writing is from. #in the one post i made abt gpt3 (this was when it was still in beta and not publicly accessible) the writing is a synthesis of my writing #richard siken's poetry #and 2 of alan turing's papers #im not sure what you mean by stolen writing and web crawling def needs to have more limitations . i have already made several posts about #this . but i promise you no harm was done by me using GPT3 to generate a poem #lol i think this was badly worded i might clarify later but i promise u there are bigger issues w AI and the world than me #feeding my own work and a few poems to a specifically prompt-engineered AI #asks #anon

[poems-from-around-the-world]

"I loved my friend" - Langston Hughes - USA

I loved my friend.  He went away from me.  There’s nothing more to say.  The poem ends,  Soft as it began,— I loved my friend. 

#I loved my friend #langston hughes #usa #poem #poetry #poems from around the world

[apoemadaykeepsthehoesaway]

Arms And The Boy

- Wilfred Owen (1893-1918)

Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade

How cold steel is, and keen with hunger of blood;

Blue with all malice, like a madman’s flash;

And thinly drawn with famishing for flesh.

•

Lend him to stroke these blind, blunt bullet-leads,

Which long to nuzzle in the hearts of lads,

Or give him cartridges whose fine zinc teeth

Are sharp with sharpness of grief and death.

•

For his teeth seem for laughing round an apple.

There lurk no claws behind his fingers supple;

And God will grow no talons at his heels,

Not antlers through the thickness of his curls.

#classified by Owen as ‘Protest - the unnaturalness of weapons’ #the overwhelming senses of youth and innocence throughout this— I can’t #someday I’ll shut up about Wilfred Owen but I’m afraid that day is far from near #poetry #ww1 #war poetry #wilfred owen #remembrance #arms and the boy #Sassoon also wrote a war poem called Arms And The Man #both based on a play of the same title by George Bernard Shaw in 1894 #about the Serbo Bulgarian war of 1885 and the main characters journey to realising the reality of the world around her #very based in truth/ reflection/ identity/ classism/ etc. #absolutely love it

[vividviverrid]

i learned about the devil’s hole pupfish and it made me see the world like a child again

#i don't know if i want to write a poem about this. #don't you see? don't you understand? we are one planet but we are still infinitely vast and irrevocably beautiful #we are our own contained universe! those fish are so small #you can look at almost their entire habitat in one picture. #but... i don't know. i wanted to be a marine biologist as a child #it was so important to me and i wanted the world to be peaceful to itself and then i got older and it stopped being peaceful #i raised money for charities doing bake and craft sales as a kid. all i wanted was to understand the exact nature of what i had #been born into.. but i think i did. i think i understood it better as a child than any other time #the peace is found in the population surge. the peace is found in the sea in the places where light can no longer touch #but life keeps touching out of blind faith. #i don't know. i feel a maternal sense of protection over these fish. it is such an amazing phenomenon that they exist around us #it is a gift we have been given. and it is terrifying to realize that the planet is so animated beyond just ourselves. that humans are not #the only complex and interesting forms of life on earth. but it is so important to understand. #we are all here together. the meaning of life is inextricable from its fragility. we are all here together. #i'm not high. i just really love fish

[blorbosexterminator]

Thinking of berlermo this fine morning

#I miss them a lot all of a sudden #and just-what an extraordinary thing they are. This love borne out from two extraordinary people looking in the same direction. that spot #that no one else but them saw #realizing that the abyss they were staring at was Seen and recogonized by one other person in the world #this insant intimacy of sharing one abyss #This self-recoignition in two people who knew they didn't fit in this world in anyway. desperate to reach the beyond #and finding the one person in the world they would ever want or could share this unsharable journey with #the one person who is incidently already what the other wants to be #the perfect symmetry between them beyond any ordinary affection or desire or tenderness #going Insane over them once again #No one can do it like them. #also yes this shitshow is because of Pedro's weird-ass poem azsjakaka literally anything this man ever says about them Sends me #A God looking in the mirror #what a fucking quote #no offense to any berlermo fic writer but literally no one including Alex Pina and Co would ever understand the essence of Berlermo more #than Pedro #the Things he says #the god and mirror thing genuinely lives in my head rent free #it already is the core of everything berlermo I write but I still have the Urge to write smth again that is fully revolving around this #the love in the eyes of two madmen!!!!!!!!!!! #MAN

[arthur-r]

these are all piled together in the same part of my brain and i’m so obsessed with it

#IM SORRY FOR POSTING JUKEBOX THE GHOST UNDER MY SKIN LIKE ITS FINE ART #BUT MAYBE IT IS. MAYBE IT IS #actually. im sorry for posting POOLBOY KING OF COOL as if it were fine art HELLO #a minute earlier: when you go leave me my baseball glove…. some cigarettes…. and a playboy…. that’s all i really want…. #five seconds later: cause i will.. give you asthma…. every time you try to run…. so don’t run….. #BUT have you ever been trapped for the next nine months with your dick in your hand EATING ARTERIES FOR LUNCH. no i dont think so #anywayyyy #these are um. ok so in order it’s: #i.b. vyache — a poem called victim complex. from the book conversations over sanguinnaccio dolce #minimall — static!! one of the coolest best songs ever in the world and i love it very much #poolboy — king of cool it’s such a strange and bad song but it’s also so visceral and i love it so much #and last but not least jukebox the ghost under my skin #when i was really into that song like four years ago my mom thought that he was singing about PICKLES #i can fit two pickles under my skin!! i will prove it if you will listen!!!! #shdhdf anyway something something consumption devotion something something being a home being a hearth being an ORGAN being a VESSEL #not to run a dead joke into the ground but it keeps being so TRUE: i am a HOUSE FUCKER i swear #anyway there are definitely more of these like on my pinterest probably but these are the ones i had off the top of my head shdhdf #could somebody climb around in here and join me ‼️ #anyway. i hope everybody is doing well. i have ANOTHER advisor appointment today (information science this time!!) and i’m also so tired #OH and i have a ten page paper to write by sunday…. but it’s chill and normal i got this 👍 #anyway i hope everybody is doing well lmk if you need anything!!!! #with best wishes and kind regards sincerely yours!!!! #me. my post. mine. #delete later

[inkskinned]

no, actually, where is the whimsy?

my ex had a best friend named larry who asked me once: what do you think comes after irony?

we were at the bar where larry worked. it was a quiet night, and he'd hopped over to sit with us on the patron side. i swirled the lemon around my limoncello martini.

earnest positivity, i said, while my ex said, art self-destructs.

i stared at my ex. he stared at me.

his argument was the cinemasins argument: look how bad media is becoming! look at the loopholes and the dumb shit!

it was roughly 2011. galaxy print was still in. at the time, i had a favorite shirt that was a wolf howling at the moon. it got ripped in half in the wash and i honestly still mourn it. i dressed like effie stonem, because everyone did. and irony was the name of the thing. men liked MLP "ironically." the internet liked the kind of crass, "anti-mainstream" vibes of things like fuck romance, touch my butt and buy me pizza. we put cats in sunglasses everywhere, which was because we only liked things in irony.

and media had the same vibe in it: anti-hero white men would be "hard to love" and then storm off the scene. nobody was just earnestly trying to save the world: they were jaded, angry, unoriginal. mad you even asked them to try to help.

my ex ends up not being wrong. cinemasins becomes super popular. a lot of people start viewing media with this lens that is the cruelest, most jaded depiction. it's wrong for your character to have unexplained powers, even if the entire movie is about how strange it is she has unexplained powers - that is still considered a "loophole." characters make thoughtless, panicked choices? loophole. characters are actually kind people, despite hardship? loophole. features a woman doing literally anything without assistance? loophole. movies become hyper-aware of scrutiny, and now irony rules the media.

which means you go to a movie, and the character has to turn to the screen and say "beats me!!" or one of the side characters has to have some kind of quip like "are you seriously telling me that you think this is normal?" because nothing can happen in earnest. like a sitcom laugh track, we now anticipate the fourth-wall break: the moment that the media acknowledges it is telling a story. the media has to apologize for itself, or else someone like my ex rolls their eyes.

but here's the thing: i wasn't wrong either.

the difference might be that i am (and always have been) so soft-hearted that any crack in the light of this world will spear me into the ground. and i was the poet in the relationship. (he thought that was the same thing as being naïve and stupid). i was making things daily. i knew how all of us artists are driven by some strange desire to evolve. he notably liked to critique art, not to create it.

so yes, i've made things that are bitter and angry and even ironic. i've made long, sharp poems with all capital letters, and i've made poems about how the silence stretches out like a song. someone wrote once that we will spend our whole lives just circling the place we grew up. i think it's more that we spend our whole lives trying to remake a home. i think it's that as we age, it becomes less exciting to build the castle on the beach - we become aware of erosion, of windforce. we realize what we really want is to come home to our dog, castle or not.

and while art in the foreground is mired in white male violence and irony, and aggression, and not taking anything seriously - i don't think that's true of all art. i think more and more artists are leaning in to the things we love. the world has changed so much. they have taken so many things from us. the only thing we have left is love. at the bottom of the moving box - all we get is the faint sense that we have to appreciate what little we've got. i can't enjoy this stuff ironically anymore: what room do i have for irony? if it makes me happy, that is an amazing thing. there are so few happy places left for me. i want to be happy because of how leaves shiver beside each other like nestling birds. i want to be happy because of the color pink, and how magenta doesn't exist. i have spent so much of this life suffering, i have earned my right to a gentle ending. if nothing matters, i get to assign meaning to the nothing. i get to create meaning. i am an artist first and foremost, which means creation is my thing.

where is the whimsy? wherever i fucking put it. because if this is my last fucking chance to do any good in this world - i want to do it earnestly. i want to write things that make you happy. that make people feel heard and seen. what comes after irony has to be positivity.

it was close to my 21st birthday. in 7 years, i would end up writing a book about this relationship, which is hopefully coming out somewhere around May 2024. i come back to this bar scene in my memories a lot. i keep thinking of how pale my ex was. the look that crossed his face. how i looked back at him. how for a moment, both of us couldn't recognize the other person. like the gulf between us was a suddenly wide and cavernous thing. like we were alien to each other. he never took my opinion seriously, and he always seemed surprised whenever his manic-pixie-dream-girl ever broke free of the plot. like in the whole time we were together, i wasn't human enough.

this knowledge: where he said nothing comes after, my only instinct was what comes after is love.

#spilled ink #writeblr #this is a real story lol #looking back i liked larry as a person SO much more than my ex hollyyyyy shitttt #compulsory heterosexuality will do you DIRTY #edit to correct effies name my apologies to effie and effies family

[yuukimiyas]

໒꒰ྀི ´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა happy monday everybun!! i hope that your wknd gave you nothin but super sweet energy & reminders that the new wk ahead is gonna be just as great!! if not greater!! ૮ ˶´ ᵕˋ ˶ა but pls try & remember to give yourself grace & patience as we begin to ease our way into a fresh new sept!! <33 we got this! & i love you endlessly!!

#omg i almost forgot it was monday today bc i have the day off for labor day!! woo!! ໒꒰ྀི ´͈ ᗨ `͈ ꒱ྀིა a lil long wknd for me!! #i slept in today & made a cup of joe & did a few mornin stretches & now i can flourish!! ꒰ ˃̶̤́ ꒳ ˂̶̤̀ ꒱ hehee!! #today i’m gonna pal around & see what i can get up to & then my bestie & i are gonna get pizza!! :3 so so delicious!! #& i dont wanna speak too soon or anyth but im still feelin v creative from last night so maybe i’ll make smth!! a poem or wip or doodle!!<3 #anyways i love YOU SO MUCH!! pls always remember to be kind to yourself & others!! its a hard world out there for everbunny!! be nice!! #ᕱ⑅ᕱ.* journals!

[makingqueerhistory]

I’m actually serious about this, if at all possible, right now is a very good time to request queer books from your local library. Whether they get them or not is not in your control, but it is so important to show that there is a desire for queer books. I will also say getting more queer books in libraries and supporting queer authors are pretty fantastic byproducts of any action.

This isn’t something everyone can do, but please do see if you are one of the people who has the privilege to engage in this form of activism, and if you are, leverage that privilege for all you’re worth.

For anyone who can’t think of a queer book to request, here is a little list of some queer books that I think are underrated and might not be in circulation even at larger libraries:

Refusing Compulsory Sexuality: A Black Asexual Lens on Our Sex-Obsessed Culture by Sherronda J. Brown

Silver Under Nightfall by Rin Chupeco     

Harvard's Secret Court: The Savage 1920 Purge of Campus Homosexuals by William Wright    

The Perks of Loving a Wallflower by Erica Ridley   

God Themselves by Jae Nichelle

IRL by Tommy Pico        

The Pink Line: Journeys Across the World's Queer Frontiers by Mark Gevisser

Passing Strange by Ellen Klages             

The New Queer Conscience by Adam Eli

Fierce Femmes and Notorious Liars: A Dangerous Trans Girl's Confabulous Memoir by Kai Cheng Thom          

Queering the Tarot by Cassandra Snow              

Wash Day Diaries by Jamila Rowser

Queer Magic: Lgbt+ Spirituality and Culture from Around the World by Tomás Prower            

Before We Were Trans: A New History of Gender by Kit Heyam   

Beyond the Pale by Elana Dykewomon 

Hi Honey, I'm Homo! by Matt Baume      

The Deep by Rivers Solomon

Homie: Poems by Danez Smith

The Secret Life of Church Ladies by Deesha Philyaw  

The Companion by E.E. Ottoman 

Kapaemahu by Dean Hamer, Joe Wilson, Hinaleimoana Wong-Kalu

Sacrament of Bodies by Romeo Oriogun     

Witching Moon by Poppy Woods 

Tell Me I'm Worthless by Alison Rumfitt    

Dead Collections by Isaac Fellman    

Disintegrate/Dissociate by Arielle Twist           

Dear Senthuran: A Black Spirit Memoir by Akwaeke Emezi             

Peaches and Honey by Imogen Markwell-Tweed      

Nepantla: An Anthology Dedicated to Queer Poets of Color by Christopher Soto

#queer books #queer history #lgbt history #honestly #libraries are a massive resource in terms of preserving and uplifting marginalized narratives #and as a community #that has been so very excluded from both fictional and nonfictional narratives #this is a great way to reclaim and care for the stories that have been surpressed for so long