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tiaochan · 1 year
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traumxrei-archive · 2 years
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MY HABIBI ILYSM AND I HAVE MISSED U /p
U R AS AMAZING AS THE DAY AS I LOST U
I COULDT NOT BEAR TO SEE U GO AWAY AGAIN HAYATI /p
ASFHDKJSFKX THE DRAMATICISM... THE DELIVERY.... 10/10 LOVE CONFESSION /J
I BET THESE ARE THE SKILLS YOU USED TO WIN OVER JAMIL HUH SJFDKJFK
AND ILYT HABIBTIII <3333 /P HEHEHE
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raven23anna · 1 year
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let your mirrored convexities multiply me at once under your spell tonight
Tonight by Agha Shadid Ali
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gideonthefirst · 3 months
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tagged by @obeetlebeetle to share my top 9 books of 2023 or 9 books from my tbr list for 2024.
i think i already did a top ten books of 2023 so i will resist the urge to stephen floridapost and instead just do the nine books that i'm currently most excited about and most intending to read specifically This Year
the recently discovered to be accessible to me big three that i'm So excited to acquire from the library are:
The Works of Thomas Kyd: Edited From the Original Texts; With Introduction, Notes, and Facsimiles by Frederick S. Boas
Beyond The Spanish tragedy : a study of the works of Thomas Kyd by Lukas Earne
Thomas Kyd: facts and problems by Arthur Freeman
um. it's been long enough since i finished my thesis that i can be excited to read about him again i guess. and i never got to read any of his translations or other stuff besides spanish tragedy so this trio is going to be huge for fans of me being annoying on tumblr dot com.
the books that i've started previously and then not finished for one reason or another and have emotionally committed to actually finishing this year are:
The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas
If On A Winter's Night A Traveler by Italo Calvino
Royal Assassin by Robin Hobb
The Body in Pain by Elaine Scarry
and then my currently reading which i sure hope to finish before they're returned to the library or i get bored are:
Exordia by Seth Dickinson. Reading this due to how it's by Seth Dickinson and I'm in too deep at this point not to
Call Me Ishmael Tonight: A Book of Ghazals by Agha Shahid Ali. Reading this as a direct rec from a friend who knows more about poetry than anyone I know and so has taken on the heroic task of trying to recommend me things within my elaborate parameters
and finally as a bonus because i forgot it was supposed to be 9 not 10, my most anticipated confirmed release (sorry tamsyn):
There's Always This Year: On Basketball and Ascension by Hanif Abdurraqib
mostly lately i've just been doing a lot of sort of floating around and reading whatever strikes my interest at the time that i'm looking for something to read and going down nonfiction rabbit holes so i don't really have a defined tbr but. this is what i've got going on :]
i will tag @frogndtoad @storybook-souls @diyemo @katiefratie @steveebarnes @pearlpool @enragedtiefling @summonstarspawn and anyone who wants to do it i wanna see what people are reading :)
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thatgayhippie · 5 months
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To heaven tonight: Ghazal for night after Diwali
Lord, cried out the idols,
Don’t let us be broken
—Agha Shahid Ali
The diya does not speak tonight
The gods have returned to heaven tonight
Extended families gone, we breathe in peace
No human peeks into heaven tonight
The rangolis spilled, the air suffocated
No aartis will be sung to heaven tonight
Farewell my dear, I won't text you this year
No family groups will interrupt heaven tonight
No wishes exchanged, no blessings given
I will lay crumpled before god, call me heaven tonight.
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azure-cherie · 2 years
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Haha i noticed I don't even have an introduction about myself .
I've been learning astro since i was 14 and I've started doing intuitive readings like since a month 💀.
You can call me : Azure ,Cherie ,Mysti , anything you like .
Age : 18
Pronouns: she/her
Nationality : Indian
Sidereal air dom , Tropical water dom
Favourite element : Ether
Best friend : @owaowabishh , she is my greatest supporter, sister, i love her so much , she is inactive on Tumblr ,but she's always there for me irl in everything i do.
My hobbies & likes : Astrology , Tarot, Writing , Poetry, Mythology, Producing music, singing, designing, painting, astronomy, philosophy, psychology,Quantum mechanics, meta physics, biology.
Fav musicians : Lana del rey , Lata Mangeshkar, Taylor Swift , Tamino Amir , Hozier , Ali Sethi , Videoclub , fka twigs , Audrey Nuna , Kali Uchis , Ritviz , Cigarettes after sex , Naalayak , Jasleen Royal , Lagnajita Chakraborty , Frank Ocean .
Books : Mirror of my heart ( Persian poetry) , anything by Nikita Gill , Black suits you - Novoneel Chakraborty , Bridge to the soul - Rumi , Delirium - Lauren Oliver , Percy Jackson- Rick Riordan , anything by Haruki Murakami, A short history of nearly everything - Bill Bryson , Call me Ishmail tonight - Agha Shahid Ali .
Fav series : Dark Netflix ( y'all i watched it as a drama series not sci- fi ) 💀 , Sex Education , euphoria , friends etc.
Fav movies : Hunger games series , To all the boys I've loved before series , Jab we met , anything Sanjay Leela Bhansali , Uptown girls, how to lose a guy in 10 days , 13 going on 30 & many more i can't remember 💀.
Anime : Everything Studio Ghibli , Demon slayer , Arte , & many more .
IF I SEE YOU ON MY NOTIFS OFTEN AND YOU DON'T LOOK LIKE A BOT I'LL FOLLOW YOU UP !
Thank you for reading.
Have an amazing day/night ahead👑💫✨
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roohfully · 3 months
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- romy in clouzots inferno
- russian dance from swan lake. w ulyana lopatkina dancing by herself
- message from the universe
- whales (call me ishmael tonight - agha shahid ali)
- new perfume
- whorls like in a seashell or conch
- mariana trench (lowest point) and sistines chapel (highest point). and light in the cave (sideaways point)
- goldfish
- the one scene in lost in translation when scarlet goes and sees the temple in kyoto. i think the music is legit called kyoto by air or something idr
- breathing. not meditation or anything just feeling your ribs rise and fall
- more jorge luis borges
- willpower
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twoheaddeddog · 9 months
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"Tonight" by Agha Shahid Ali
Pale hands I loved beside the Shalimar —Laurence Hope Where are you now? Who lies beneath your spell tonight? Whom else from rapture's road will you expel tonight? Those “Fabrics of Cashmere—” “to make Me beautiful—” “Trinket”—to gem—“Me to adorn—How tell”—tonight? I beg for haven: Prisons, let open your gates— A refugee from Belief seeks a cell tonight. God’s vintage loneliness has turned to vinegar— All the archangels—their wings frozen—fell tonight. Lord, cried out the idols, Don’t let us be broken; Only we can convert the infidel tonight. Mughal ceilings, let your mirrored convexities multiply me at once under your spell tonight. He’s freed some fire from ice in pity for Heaven. He’s left open—for God—the doors of Hell tonight. In the heart’s veined temple, all statues have been smashed. No priest in saffron’s left to toll its knell tonight. God, limit these punishments, there’s still Judgment Day— I’m a mere sinner, I’m no infidel tonight. Executioners near the woman at the window. Damn you, Elijah, I’ll bless Jezebel tonight. The hunt is over, and I hear the Call to Prayer fade into that of the wounded gazelle tonight. My rivals for your love—you’ve invited them all? This is mere insult, this is no farewell tonight. And I, Shahid, only am escaped to tell thee— God sobs in my arms. Call me Ishmael tonight.
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butchboromir · 4 months
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anyway now im off anon so. idk im here now! here´s my poetry recs
ilya kaminsky my beloved... "we lived happily during the war" and "in a time of peace" bookmark the book "deaf republic" and they make me craaaaaaazy omg "we lived happily during the war" is better known but "in a time of peace" also makes me Lose It
"tonight" by agha shahid ali!!! ghazals my beloved and this one is just so beautiful
"letter to my great great grandchild" by jp grasser... if i ever have children i am printing this and putting it on their bedroom wall
"manifesto: the mad farmer liberation front". nothing to say just. oooooooh boy poem of all time
giving you a round number for my own ocd reasons, number 5 is a christian poem that makes me a jew crazyyyyyyy, "gethsemene" by mary oliver because like. jesus is a fictional character to me so i can enjoy crazy sad poetry about this poor tortured guy while also being like. this man means nothing to me
anyway!! talk to you soon hopefully,
xoxo j
omg this is so many poems…….. thank u j i will be reading these all shortly and will either post my thoughts here and/or dm them to u
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kvothes · 1 year
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What is a ghazal? I'm very intrigued and yet have no sweet clue what it is.
Also, while my poetry appreciation is minimal, I really love that you are making this month an Event. It gives off the same feel-good energy as your Best Part of Your Day interactions and I appreciate you for it 🥰 thank you!
well thank you so much for saying so! i think poetry has a million entry points and i don't want people to be daunted. it can be a real delight. also i'm so glad you asked about this because so many people are voting for ghazals. the explanation is a bit long, but here you go:
i've heard it pronounced both guzzle and huzzle in the past—someone who speaks arabic may give a definitive answer, as this is an arabic form! one of the funny things about poetic forms is that people sometimes pick and choose how many of the rules they're going to follow—there are sonnets that don't have fourteen lines, for example—and the ghazal is no exception.
however, the main idea is this: a ghazal is made up of couplets (two-line stanzas), and the final word of each stanza has to be the same.
my favorite example of this is ghareeb by fantimah asghar. please read the whole thing! but here's a part:
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what you'll notice is that each of these couplets ends with the word stranger. i love repetition like this because it shows so many approaches to a core idea.
now, a traditional ghazal has a few more rules to it, which asghar's poem is not following but some poems do. a real true classic ghazal has both lines of the first couplet end with the same word; it has a proper noun / name somewhere in the final couplet; and, most tricky, every word that comes before the final word in each couplet has to rhyme. let's look at a few stanzas from tonight by agha shahid ali:
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both lines in that first couplet end with tonight. and, in every single stanza, the second-to-last word of the stanza rhymes: expel, tell, cell. you can see why some people go for the simpler version! but it's a really beautiful intricate form. hope this is clear enough!
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tiaochan · 1 year
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Where are you now? Who lies beneath your spell tonight? Whom else from rapture’s road will you expel tonight?
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spiritunwilling · 8 months
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Tonight - Agha Shahid Ali | The Next War - Wilfred Owen
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vvienne · 9 months
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Tonight
By Agha Shahid Ali
Pale hands I have loved beside the Shalimar—Laurence Hope
Where are you now? Who lies beneath your spell tonight?
Whom else from rapture’s road will you expel tonight?
Those “Fabrics of Cashmere—” “to make Me beautiful—”
“Trinket”—to gem—“Me to adorn—How tell”—tonight?
I beg for haven: Prisons, let open your gates—
A refugee from Belief seeks a cell tonight.
God’s vintage loneliness has turned to vinegar—
All the archangels—their wings frozen—fell tonight.
Lord, cried out the idols, Don’t let us be broken;
Only we can convert the infidel tonight.
Mughal ceilings, let your mirrored convexities
multiply me at once under your spell tonight.
He’s freed some fire from ice in pity for Heaven.
He’s left open—for God—the doors of Hell tonight.
In the heart’s veined temple, all statues have been smashed.
No priest in saffron’s left to toll its knell tonight.
God, limit these punishments, there’s still Judgment Day—
I’m a mere sinner, I’m no infidel tonight.
Executioners near the woman at the window.
Damn you, Elijah, I’ll bless Jezebel tonight.
The hunt is over, and I hear the Call to Prayer
fade into that of the wounded gazelle tonight.
My rivals for your love—you’ve invited them all?
This is mere insult, this is no farewell tonight.
And I, Shahid, only am escaped to tell thee—
God sobs in my arms. Call me Ishmael tonight.
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gideonthefirst · 2 months
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FEBRUARY BOOKS
bolded indicates a favorite, [x] indicates a least favorite, * indicates a reread
Fiction
Exordia by Seth Dickinson [x] <-- don't worry about it
Hangman by Maya Binyam
Nonfiction
The Fate of Rome: Climate, Disease, and the End of an Empire by Kyle Harper
The Number Ones: Twenty Chart-Topping Hits That Reveal the History of Pop Music by Tom Breihan
Consequence: A Memoir by Eric Fair
Moneyball: The Art of Winning an Unfair Game by Michael Lewis
Other
The Invention of Love by Tom Stoppard
Call Me Ishmael Tonight: A Book of Ghazals by Agha Shahid Ali
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Tonight
By Agha Shahid Ali
    Pale hands I loved beside the Shalimar
—Laurence Hope
Where are you now? Who lies beneath your spell tonight?
Whom else from rapture’s road will you expel tonight?
Those “Fabrics of Cashmere—” “to make Me beautiful—”
“Trinket”—to gem—“Me to adorn—How tell”—tonight?
I beg for haven: Prisons, let open your gates—
A refugee from Belief seeks a cell tonight.
God’s vintage loneliness has turned to vinegar—
All the archangels—their wings frozen—fell tonight.
Lord, cried out the idols, Don’t let us be broken;
Only we can convert the infidel tonight.
Mughal ceilings, let your mirrored convexities
multiply me at once under your spell tonight.
He’s freed some fire from ice in pity for Heaven.
He’s left open—for God—the doors of Hell tonight.
In the heart’s veined temple, all statues have been smashed.
No priest in saffron’s left to toll its knell tonight.
God, limit these punishments, there’s still Judgment Day—
I’m a mere sinner, I’m no infidel tonight.
Executioners near the woman at the window.
Damn you, Elijah, I’ll bless Jezebel tonight.
The hunt is over, and I hear the Call to Prayer
fade into that of the wounded gazelle tonight.
My rivals for your love—you’ve invited them all?
This is mere insult, this is no farewell tonight.
And I, Shahid, only am escaped to tell thee—
God sobs in my arms. Call me Ishmael tonight.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/51652/tonight-56d22f898fcd7
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sodomhipped · 2 years
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"tonight" by agha shahid ali
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