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Posts by Alina Stefanescu
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HE: Okay but if you bust your stitches open don‘t say I didn’t warn you about physical exertion.
ME: You should know me well enough to know that if I suffer consequences for my choices, i will go get a snickers ice cream bar and pouT.
HE: This post-procedure brochure says you aren’t supposed to lift anything or go back to work for a few days.
ME: Do not berate my reading comprehension skills. Why do you think I raked the front yard instead of carrying boxes down to the basement?
I love wandering through the youngest mammal’s sketchbook.
Lux and Ivy of the Cramps
Thank you for covering this
watching the last university standing in Gaza get pulverized by bombs on this screen is so real and so sobering and i hope every influencer at Coachella dreams about it tonight.
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On the anniversary of Paul Celan’s death, here is my translation of his „In eins”: frankgarrett.online/2010/07/at-o....
„he spoke / to us a necessary word in the hand”
7 You light me to bed with your light, and never a night but I am prey to ghostly visions—a tenderness not usual in my family. The lion pauses a certain space of time, amid a sea of divers thoughts, choppy half- desires, memoranda of search and hunger, very peculiar ideas of the world.
a tenderness
Keith Waldrop
I don’t believe in honor or honorable nation-states but I believe in the sumptuous crimson of D. Tintoretto’s painting.
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Not abstract—
- Robert Creeley, “Thinking of Walter Benjamin”
Stunning stories by Gabriel Blackwell in new issue of Socrates on the Beach.
socratesonthebeach.com/gabriel-blac...
"Fantasia quasi Sonata"
www.youtube.com/watch?v=e_jd...
“I am also the judge. Now would you like a long or a short sentence?”
“A short one, if you please,” said Milo.
“Good,” said the judge, rapping his gavel three times. “I always have trouble remembering the long ones. How about ‘I am’? That’s the shortest sentence I know.”
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Adorno’s dream of the world ending with stars that form an isosceles triangle and Heisenberg announcing things on a loudspeaker. “It could only be the repetition of a tape recording…”
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Flaubert to Turgenev, later in March 1863 Rarefied, you are— tragic as the skin of the fox. Montaigne said that. I like page 51 and first love. My pillow is a psychologist with with feelings. A dagger is bad. A father is high drama. A live girl is ideal. A people is real. A friendship will not stand still startlingly
A found poem from one of Flaubert's letters to Turgenev . . . because my notes on their correspondence turned into short poems, as poetry is a language of inquiry into language.
National Poetry Month: Prompt 18, from Adrian Dallas Frandle 🌱 📚💙
This beautiful, greeny prompt for your Saturday! 🌱
@adrianf.bsky.social #poetry #NaPoMo
You wont regret it :)
Me sharing my thoughts and feelings with the leafblowers
:) we tried bedtime for about a week and then I started feeling sorry for the ones who inherited my insomnia and wanted desperately to read themselves to sleep. bedtime just didn’t work for us
(swoons and eats her aureole) 🖤