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sinterhinde · 8 months
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Insomnia, 1947 | Rheumatism Lumbago Sciatica, 1947
One of Remedios’ closest friends when she arrived in Mexico was the English Surrealist painter Leonora Carrington, who like Remedios had to flee from the Vichy and Nazi controlled France and find refuge in Mexico.  Leonora and Remedios, who had first met in France in the late 1930’s, got together nearly every day and the two women formed an intense connection and would talk about their dreams for the future.  
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Remedios Varo’s main source of income in the late 1940’s was the work she did for Casa Bayer (the Bayer pharmaceutical company).  She was tasked with illustrating their promotional literature.  One example of this was her work, Insomnia, which was incorporated into a pamphlet advertising Bayer’s sleeping pills, which included the words warning of the trauma of insomnia:
“…Sensing that someone has been observing them, they open tired eyelids, searching the nocturnal shadows !   Undefined anxiety fills the solitude of the dark, dry rooms, devoid of warmth…” 
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Remedios Varo’s illustration for the 1947 Bayer pamphlet entitled Rheumatism, lumbago, sciatica, added greater force to the words.  In the work we see a man depicted running through a boulder-strewn field with pointed objects piercing his feet and body.   In the background there is a castle with conical towers and crenelated walls which harks back to the Spanish castles of Varo’s childhood. 
Above text accompanying the paintings was written by jonathan5485 at https://mydailyartdisplay.uk/ :
"Just someone who is interested and loves art. I am neither an artist nor art historian but I am fascinated with the interpretation and symbolism used in paintings and love to read about the life of the artists and their subjects."
They have a brilliant blog with thorough entries dating back to 2010, as well as a whole series of Varo's history - so I will note: glory on the site!
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kitchen-light · 5 months
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Mizna, a platform for contemporary SWANA literature, film & art, has published "Toward a Free Palestine | Resources to Act For and Learn About Palestine" - poems and essays you can read and actions you can support <3
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quotelr · 1 year
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I am too intelligent, too demanding, and too resourceful for anyone to be able to take charge of me entirely. No one knows me or loves me completely. I have only myself
Simone de Beauvoir
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poetrysmackdown · 9 months
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what makes a poem a poem? does it have to be written in a certain way? is this question a poem if i want it to be?
Fun question! This is just my personal sense as an avid reader and less-avid writer of poetry, but for me it’s useful to distinguish (roughly) between poetry as a genre and poetry as an attitude or philosophy through which language and the world can be understood. And of course these two go hand in hand. I see poetry the genre as essentially a type of literature where we as readers are signaled, somehow, to pay closer attention to language, to rhythm, to sound, to syntax, to images, and to meaning. That attentive posture is the “attitude” of broader poetic thinking, and while it’s most commonly applied to appreciate work that’s been written for that purpose, there’s nothing stopping us from applying that attentiveness elsewhere. Everywhere, even! That’s how you eventually end up writing poetry for yourself, after all. There’s a quote from Mary Ruefle floating around on here that a lot of folks have probably already seen, but it immediately comes to mind with this ask:
“And when you think about it, poets always want us to be moved by something, until in the end, you begin to suspect that a poet is someone who is moved by everything, who just stands in front of the world and weeps and laughs and laughs and weeps.”
Similarly, after adopting the attentive posture of poetics, there’s plenty of things that can feel or sound like a poem, even when they perhaps were not written with that purpose in mind. I’ve seen a couple of these “found poems” on here that are quite fun—this one, for example. The meaning and enjoyment you may derive from the language of a found poem isn’t any less real than that derived from a poem written for explicitly poetic purposes, so I don’t see why it shouldn’t be called poetry.
That said, I do think that if you’re going to go out and start looking for poetry everywhere, it’s still important to have a foundation in the actual language work of it all. Now, this doesn’t mean it has to be “written in a certain way” at all! But it does mean that in order to cultivate the attentiveness that’s vital to poetry, one needs to understand what makes language tick, down at its most basic levels. It will make you better at reading poetry, better at writing it, and better at spotting it out in the wild.
Mary Oliver’s A Poetry Handbook is an extraordinary resource to new writers and readers, and a great read for more experienced folks as well. Mary Oliver’s most popular poems are all to my knowledge in free verse, and yet you might be surprised to find her deep appreciation for metrical verse (patterns of stressed/unstressed syllables), as well as for the most minute devices of sound. In discussing the so-called poetry of the past, she writes,
“Acquaintance with the main body of English poetry is absolutely essential—it is the whole cake, while what has been written in the last hundred years or so, without meter, is no more than an icing. And, indeed, I do not really mean an acquaintanceship—I mean an engrossed and able affinity with metrical verse. To be without this felt sensitivity to a poem as a structure of lines and rhythmic energy and repetitive sound is to be forever less equipped, less deft than the poet who dreams of making a new thing can afford to be.”
In another section, after devoting lots of attention to the sounds at work in Robert Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening”, she writes,
“Everything transcends from the confines of its initial meaning; it is not only the transcendence in meaning but the sound of the transcendence that enables it to work. With the wrong sounds, it could not have happened.”
I hope all this helps to get across my opinion that what makes a poem a poem is not just about the author's intention, and not just about meaning (intended or attributed), but also about sound and rhythm and language and history, all coalescing into something that rises above the din of a language we would otherwise grow tired of while out in our day-to-day lives.
I'll always have more to say but I'm cutting myself off here! Thanks for the ask
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honestlyyoungtyphoon · 5 months
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The Palestinians are the only nation in the world that feels with certainty that today is better than what the days ahead will hold. Tomorrow always heralds a worse situation.
Mahmoud Darwish
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k1ssyoursister · 2 months
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i decided to make some more dividers similar to this post because I noticed that a lot of people like them and I have some more poems/quotes I can use to make more, hope you enjoy :) a lot of them are from lang leave poems just like the last
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please like, reblog, and credit ₍⑅ᐢ..ᐢ₎ ♡
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dreaminginsubtitles · 25 days
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When I'm afraid and in pain he's my lighthouse. I'll never turn his light off.
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stuckinapril · 6 months
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i love anthologies. anthologies are so sexy
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stygianpen · 10 months
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Finding Inspiration in Everyday Life
Discovering the Extraordinary in Mundanity
In every breath, every leaf's gentle sway, lies a tale waiting to blossom, a muse's delicate display
Amidst time’s ceaseless flow, the seeker of tales experiences a yearning; a longing to explore and bestow. As a writer’s ink dances across the page, we delve into the vastness of life’s grand design; crafting stories from whispers and making the ordinary shine.  The physical page may confine our words to its boarders but its that inspiration which weaves its ethereal role where every moment becomes a glimmer waiting to spark beneath our eyes. So, dear reader, today we are going to have a chat about finding inspiration in everyday life.
The Beauty in Simplicity
In the realm of simplicity, lies a profound beauty often overlooked. Amidst the rush and clamor of daily life, we often forget to appreciate the extraordinary moments hidden within the mundane. Yet, it is within the gentlest of gestures, the subtlest of sights, and the quietest of sounds where inspiration waits patiently to be discovered.
When we shift our perspective and attune our senses to the present, we can unlock the potential to unearth new concepts in the simplest of things. The delicate flutter of a butterfly's wings, the soothing rhythm of raindrops on a windowsill, or the familiar embrace of a loved one—these are the moments that hold immeasurable significance.
By recognizing the beauty in simplicity, we can invite a sense of awe and wonder into our lives. We awaken to the profound interconnectedness of all things and open ourselves to the infinite possibilities that lie within the ordinary. So let us pause, breathe, and allow the world around us to inspire and ignite our creative spirits. In the whispers of simplicity, we shall find the extraordinary.
The Poetry of Nature
Nature's poetic allure unveils itself to those who truly immerse themselves in it. Its rhythmic symphony and mesmerizing patterns feed our creative spirits. We witness delicate ferns mirroring celestial spirals, revealing the unfathomable interconnectedness of everything in our world. Nature's vibrant palette paints vivid pictures in our minds, fueling the drive to create.
Beyond visuals, nature engulfs us in a sensory feast. Fragrances of blossoms, symphonies of birdsong, and the caress of grass evoke profound emotions. Awe, serenity, and primal connection intertwine in the enchanting realm that exists outside our door.
In this poetic realm, we find solace and limitless potential for creative growth. Nature's language transcends words, inviting us to listen, interpret, and let it guide our creative endeavors. As we open ourselves to its wonders, we become avid listeners, allowing for a timeless beauty to permeate our souls and shape our artistic expressions.
By spending time in nature as often as possible, you won't only nourish your ability to write about natural environments, but you'll hone all your senses to better pick up on the world around you.
Human Stories: Portraits of Inspiration
Human connection is a tapestry of inspiration, where stories intertwine and breathe life into our creative souls. Each tale holds the power to captivate and illuminate, inviting us to explore the vast spectrum of human experiences and emotions.
Diverse and profound, these stories fuel our imagination. From the depths of sorrow to the heights of joy, they stir within us a kaleidoscope of feelings. They inspire empathy, curiosity, and introspection, urging us to explore the human condition in all its complexities.
Personal encounters bear witness to the transformative nature of human stories. The chance meeting that altered the course of a life, the shared laughter that transcended barriers, or the wisdom gained from a stranger's words—each interaction enriches our understanding of ourselves and others.
While writing can seem a very solitary task and many of us avoid overly-social situations, it's still important to maintain our connection with humanity, whether that's peering into one another's lives through the computer screen or getting out into the world and truly immersing ourselves in humanity.
Carving Out Time: Cultivating an Inspired Writing Practice
As we carve out time to cultivate an inspired writing practice, let us welcome the world as our muse. In the tapestry of daily life, inspiration awaits us at every turn, ready to whisper its secrets and ignite our creative flames. It is in the rustling of autumn leaves, the laughter of children, and the serenity of a sunrise that stories come alive.
It can be hard to find time to seek out that which sets our mind ablaze. Many of us simply let it come to us. But we need not be passive participants! Here are some tips for finding new inspiration in your life:
Incorporating inspiration into a writing routine:
Set aside dedicated time for writing, creating a sacred space for your craft.
Engage in activities that nourish your creative spirit, such as reading, exploring art, or practicing mindfulness.
Arm yourself with the power of rituals, like journaling or taking nature walks, to exercise your mind before each writing session.
Actively seeking inspiration in daily life:
Cultivate a sense of curiosity and wonder, observing the world around you with fresh eyes.
Seek out new experiences, whether it's visiting unfamiliar places or engaging in conversations with diverse individuals.
Find comfort in solitude and introspection, allowing the quiet moments to reveal insights and spark creativity.
The importance of perseverance and discipline:
Observe the ebb and flow of the creative muse, understanding that it may come and go.
Commit to a writing schedule, showing up consistently to hone your craft.
Embrace challenges and setbacks as opportunities for growth
So, fellow writers, venture forth with open hearts and eyes, for inspiration hides in the ordinary and extraordinary alike. Seek it in the melodies of city streets and the symphony of nature's song. Find beauty in both the moments of solitude and the vibrant chaos of human connections. Through perseverance and disciplined dedication, let your pen dance upon the page, breathing life into the stories that reside within you.
In the pursuit of inspiration, may your writing practice be a journey of self-discovery and wonder. May it be a testament to the beauty that lies in carving out time for your craft. And may the words you weave inspire others, for there is a world waiting to be explored through your unique lens!
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musingsofamisfit · 3 months
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Rich
Riches are not all monetary
My riches are valuable only to me
For I am rich in relations,
Rich in my friendships,
Hell my family even (to an extent)
Yet I feel empty.
I am surrounded by wealth in the best forms
And I do not feel the warmth is used to give me
Instead I feel cold, soulless, seeking more
Diving into the past shouldn't erase the present
And here I stand unable to recognize this is mine
These riches are those of me now,
Not of my past self
My past is still processing the trauma they lived thru
Grappling with the fact that they deserved more
And can't accept that current me is our only comfort
The wealth I have accumulated was built in the last two years,
The me that exists ten years ago doesn't know they are allowed to take
It was not built in a day, and it is meant to be there for him to use, to heal
Telling him that?
Next to impossible.
He doesn't even know who HE is, still trapped within the confines of womanhood
A solo mission of re-education,
And I am his only teacher, despite my riches
Because how can I be rich and unable to use the benefits of these relationships?
Inaccessible wealth is meaningless,
Asking for help...
Using what I have built...
...I don't know how...
~zen
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sinterhinde · 8 months
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kitchen-light · 5 months
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Two reading lists - 'Featuring Palestinian Voices, Part 1' and 'Featuring Palestinian Voices, Part 2' - of writings from Palestinian and Palestinian diaspora journalists, writers, academics, and thinkers compiled by Natalie Wee at Room Magazine
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sysmedsaresexist · 3 months
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A syscourse enraged reminder
Many Voices was CDD specific
You can read it all here
(It's actually an amazing, beautiful read, please check it out and spread it around, even if you just make your own post about it)
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seungrunge · 1 year
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QUAL O PROBLEMA COMIGO, AFINAL DE CONTAS? SÓ QUERO VIVER DELIBERADAMENTE, COMO MEU CORAÇÃO ANSEIA, MAS ESCOLHO A MORTE COMO DISTRAÇÃO.
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blackvelvetcorvid · 18 days
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I'm memorizing some of Poe's poetry (cause of nevermore, but also they're just really good) anyhow this site has a ton of his works and info!
thought perhaps this would pique yall's interest
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bfpnola · 6 months
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from the Jewish founder and director of ProjectLETS ^^
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