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#quotes #books #booksky #excerpts #citations #lifeofapolloniusoftyana #philostratus #conybeare #apollonius #odyssey #odysseys #polyphemus #unknown #risk

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More #greekmythology #sketches #odysseys #athena yes I’m pulling more from classical rather than archaic but it’s just sketches at this point

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This is an art trade i made with my friend @asydes.bsky.social for minecraft skins.
Background? Its just a screenshot of BG3

#Epicthemusical #Odysseys #Eurylochus #Polites

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THE TITLE:
The Infinite Anthology

THE POEM:
Our stories launched before we've learned
to murmur something meaningful,
and they'll cruise on although we've ceased,
as authors or their characters
or even as an audience
acknowledging, remembering,
assembling mythologies,
our globe of interwoven tales,
heroic quests, odd voyages
from varied distant origins
and plots we cannot hope to scope
entirely while we dream, too,
through endings really episodes
or prefaces of other works
recorded independently
(though always most connectedly)
as breathing fictions, classic facts
communicated everywhere
through syllables, traditions, eyes
contributing perspectives to
this infinite anthology
that finds and binds and carries worlds
with us, our lost and dying lore,
old symbols, stanzas, metaphors,
then every embryonic phrase
that lives to gift an unborn ear
some proverb, sign, or parable
to whisper into memory
whatever bears repeating when
someone forgets these narratives
exist above demand, delay,
abridgment, much less censorship,
because they shall be free to speak
the worst or sweetest human times,
and choices made, unmade, reshaped,
biography's mixed chronicles
of quotes and footnotes linking all
with figures, actions, passages,
strange images, thick indexes
foreshadowing a future page
that seems, at last, beyond the past,
yet faintly echoes in its text
such running loves of poetry
of quarrying experience,
the marble of its mysteries,
and literary strata truths
still layering atop first words,
the pending lessons of the dead,
their spirits in our histories
which haunt behind our walling verse
in hopes of goading consciousness
of wisdoms unsaid, not yet read,
and epics left to send ahead,
beyond romances, monsters, grails,
now wind excites this silent sea,
revives our crafts of many sails,
and dares us toward discovering
where sagas reach reality.

END OF POEM

Poem by Robert J. Tiess Copyright © 2025

THE TITLE: The Infinite Anthology THE POEM: Our stories launched before we've learned to murmur something meaningful, and they'll cruise on although we've ceased, as authors or their characters or even as an audience acknowledging, remembering, assembling mythologies, our globe of interwoven tales, heroic quests, odd voyages from varied distant origins and plots we cannot hope to scope entirely while we dream, too, through endings really episodes or prefaces of other works recorded independently (though always most connectedly) as breathing fictions, classic facts communicated everywhere through syllables, traditions, eyes contributing perspectives to this infinite anthology that finds and binds and carries worlds with us, our lost and dying lore, old symbols, stanzas, metaphors, then every embryonic phrase that lives to gift an unborn ear some proverb, sign, or parable to whisper into memory whatever bears repeating when someone forgets these narratives exist above demand, delay, abridgment, much less censorship, because they shall be free to speak the worst or sweetest human times, and choices made, unmade, reshaped, biography's mixed chronicles of quotes and footnotes linking all with figures, actions, passages, strange images, thick indexes foreshadowing a future page that seems, at last, beyond the past, yet faintly echoes in its text such running loves of poetry of quarrying experience, the marble of its mysteries, and literary strata truths still layering atop first words, the pending lessons of the dead, their spirits in our histories which haunt behind our walling verse in hopes of goading consciousness of wisdoms unsaid, not yet read, and epics left to send ahead, beyond romances, monsters, grails, now wind excites this silent sea, revives our crafts of many sails, and dares us toward discovering where sagas reach reality. END OF POEM Poem by Robert J. Tiess Copyright © 2025

My #poem "The Infinite Anthology"

on #storytelling, mythic traditions, #odysseys beyond metaphors...

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+text link: allpoetry.com/poem/1851475...

#poetry #poems #stories #myths #mythology
#poetrycommunity #poetrylovers #journeys
#unity #literature

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1st episode is out!!
This is the 1st episode of @ciimar.bsky.social #Odysseys (season 2), where @josepmqueiros.bsky.social talked about our recent @twindeeps.bsky.social expedition to the Gorringe Bank aboard the RV Pelagia. 🛳️

Stay tuned for more! 😉

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And the new series of @ciimar.bsky.social #Odysseys just started and is going to talk a bit about our recent #TwindEEPS project expedition to #gorringebank aboard the #RVPelagia. Check out the first episode 🛳🪸😁

@niozsearesearch.bsky.social @awi.de Havforsknings Instituttet EMEPC #NorthAtlantic

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#memories #imissmydad #odysseys
#strongtribessavelives

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Day 20: Uncharted


I used wayy too much whiteout in this drawing

#inktober2024 #inktober #inktoberuncharted #inktoberday20 #art #drawing #sketch #drawingchallage #odysseys #epicthemusical

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My #EpictheMusical head canon. Please cry with me

#Epic #Odysseys #Polyphemus

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