THE DEAR GREEN PLACE, along with Hind’s unfinished second novel FUR SADIE & the essay “Men of the Clyde”, is available from Birlinn, with an introduction by Alasdair Gray

4/4

https://birlinn.co.uk/product/the-dear-green-place/

#Scottish #literature #novel #20thcentury #workingclass #Glasgow

"It is important to remember that the viciousness and wrongs of life stick out very plainly but that even at the worst times there is a great deal of goodness, kindness, and day-to-day decency that goes unnoticed and makes no headlines."

#literature

‘Mistral in the Maquis’ by Margaret L. Woods

https://www.deadpoetsdaily.com/p/margaret-l-woods-poem-mistral-in-the-maquis

#poem #poetry #english #literature

'Die Glückslieferanten'

Es gibt besondere Botschaften, die zu einem bestimmten Zeitpunkt geliefert werden sollen. Das tun die Himmelsboten und verändern somit auch das Leben der Empfänger auf ebenso besondere Weise.
Es regt zum Nachdenken an, aber auch die Veränderungen sind schön zu lesen.

#buchstodon #buchbubble #bookstodon #daniliest #buchempfehlung #literature #japanesebooks

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Die Glückslieferanten von Sanaka Hiiragi

Nabokov's pale fire: the lost 'father of all hypertext demos'? (2011)

https://dl.acm.org/doi/pdf/10.1145/1995966.1996008

#HackerNews #Nabokov #Hypertext #Literature #DigitalArt #LiteraryAnalysis

“Of aal the fish there iss in the sea,” said Para Handy, “nothing bates the herrin’; it’s a providence they’re plentiful and them so cheap!”

Neil Munro (1863–1930) – journalist, novelist, short-story writer, & poet – was born #OTD, 3 June. Rigby’s Encyclopaedia of Herring discusses Munro’s PARA HANDY stories, as well as giving the full text of the tale “The Herring – A Gossip”

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https://www.herripedia.com/para-handy/

#Scottish #literature #humour #shortstory #herring #19thcentury #20thcentury

Neil Munro was also a very fine historical novelist – & possibly the first who really knew the history, language & culture of the Highlands from the inside. In “The Ell-Wand & The Sword”, Ronnie Renton examines Munro’s JOHN SPLENDID and THE NEW ROAD

2/5

https://www.thebottleimp.org.uk/2008/11/the-ell-wand-and-the-sword-the-historical-fiction-of-neil-munro/

#Scottish #literature #Highlands #historicalfiction #19thcentury #20thcentury

Hey! Jock, are ye glad ye ’listed?
O Jock, but ye’re far frae hame!
What d’ye think o’ the fields o’ Flanders?
Jockey lad, are ye glad ye came?

—Neil Munro, “Hey, Jock, are ye glad ye ’listed?”
in FROM THE LINE: Scottish War Poetry 1914–1945

Munro served as a war correspondent during WW1. His own son, Hugh, was killed in action in 1915

3/5

https://asls.org.uk/publications/books/volumes/from_the_line/

#Scottish #literature #poetry #warpoetry #WW1

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Neil Munro Hey, Jock, are ye glad ye ’listed? Hey! Jock, are ye glad ye ’listed? O Jock, but ye’re far frae hame! What d’ye think o’ the fields o’ Flanders? Jockey lad, are ye glad ye came? Wet rigs we wrought in the land o’ Lennox, When Hielan’ hills were smeared wi’ snaw; Deer we chased through the seepin’ heather, But the glaur o’ Flanders dings them a’! This is no’ Fair o’ Balloch, Sunday claes and a penny reel; It’s no’ for dancin’ at a bridal Willie Lawrie’s bagpipes squeal. Men are to kill in the morn’s mornin’; Here we’re back to your daddy’s trade; Naething for’t but to cock the bonnet, Buckle on graith and kiss the maid. The Cornal’s yonder deid in tartan, Sinclair’s sheuched in Neuve Eglise; Slipped awa wi’ the sodger’s fever, Kinder that ony auld man’s disease. Scotland! Scotland! little we’re due ye, Poor employ and skim-milk board. But youth’s a cream that maun be paid for, We got it reamin’, so here’s the sword! Come awa, Jock, and cock your bonnet, Swing your kilt as best ye can; Auld Dumbarton’s Drums are dirlin’, Come awa, Jock, and kill your man! Far’s the cry to Leven Water Where your fore-folks went to war, They would swap wi’ us to-morrow, Even in the Flanders glaur!

“A short, thick-set man, with a red beard, a hard round felt hat, ridiculously out of harmony with a blue pilot jacket and trousers and a seaman’s jersey, his hands immersed deeply in those pockets our fathers (and the heroes of Rabelais) used to wear behind a front flap…”

—Neil Munro’s complete collected Para Handy stories are available from Birlinn

4/5

https://birlinn.co.uk/product/para-handy-2/

#Scottish #literature #humour #shortstory #19thcentury #20thcentury

A selection of titles by Neil Munro are available for download as free ebooks from @gutenberg_org

5/5

https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/author/9862

#Scottish #literature #Highlands #humour #shortstory #historicalfiction #19thcentury #20thcentury

Allen Ginsberg, born OTD in 1926, was one of the Beat Generation figures who lived in the Beat Hotel, an unnamed pension on the Left Bank of Paris, in the period 1957-1963 https://toilet-guru.com/beat-hotel/?s=mb #Beat #literature #history

Robert Tannahill (1774–1810), “the weaver poet”, was born #OTD, 3 June – “second only to Robert Burns as a poet writing chiefly in the language of the working class of Scotland”

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https://www.thenational.scot/culture/24360177.celebrating-scotlands-second-greatest-poet-robert-tannahill/

#Scottish #literature #poetry #18thcentury #19thcentury #Scots #Scotslanguage #workingclass

Keen blaws the wind o’er er the Braes o’ Gleniffer.
The auld castle’s turrets are cover’d wi’ snaw;
How chang’d frae the time when I met wi’ my lover
Amang the broom bushes by Stanley green shaw…

—Robert Tannahill, “The Braes o’ Gleniffer”
published in The Works of Robert Tannahill (1838)

2/5

#Scottish #literature #poetry #18thcentury #19thcentury #Scots #Scotslanguage #workingclass #romanticism #naturepoetry

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The Braes o’ Gleniffer Robert Tannahill Air: Bonnie Dundee Arranged by Smith Keen blaws the wind o’er er the Braes o’ Gleniffer. The auld castle’s turrets are cover’d wi’ snaw; How chang’d frae the time when I met wi’ my lover Amang the broom bushes by Stanley green shaw: The wild flow’rs o’ simmer were spread a’ sae bonnie, The mavis sang sweet frae the green birken tree: But far to the camp they hae march’d my dear Johnnie, And now it is winter wi’ nature and me. Then ilk thing around us was blithesome and cheery, Then ilk thing around us was bonny and braw; Now naething is heard but the wind whistling dreary, And naething is seen but the wide-spreading snaw. The trees are a’ bare, and the birds mute and dowie, They shake the cauld drift frae their wings as they flee, And chirp out their plaints, seeming wae for my Johnnie,— ’Tis winter wi’ them, and ’tis winter wi’ me. Yon cauld sleety cloud skiffs alang the bleak mountain, And shakes the dark firs on the stey rocky brae, While down the deep glen bawls the snaw-flooded fountain, That murmur'd sae sweet to my laddie and me. ’Tis no its loud roar on the wintry wind swellin’, ’Tis no the cauld blast brings the tears i’ my e’e, For, O gin I saw hut my bonny Scotch callan, The dark days o’ winter were simmer to me!

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Concerning this beautiful song we cannot do better than quote the observations of Smith, evincing as they do that correct critical taste for which we have in the Memoir given him credit:— "Songs possessing great poetical beauty do not alway ecome favourites with the public. 'Keen blaws the wind o'er the Braes o' Gleniffer,' is perhaps Tannahill's best lyrical effusion, yet it does not appear to be much known, at least it is but seldom sung. It was written for the old Scottish melody 'Bonnie Dundee,' but Burns had occupied the same ground before him. Mr Ross of Aberdeen composed a very pretty air for it; yet, to use the phrase of a certain favourite vocal performer, 'it did not hit.'—The of this song appear to me beautiful and natural. There is an elegant simplicity in the couplet, 'The wild flow'rs o' simmer were spread a sae bonnie, The mavis sang sweet frae the green birken tree;' and the dreary appearance of the scenery in winter is strikingly portrayed in the second stanza: 'Now naething is heard but the wind whistling dreary, And naething is seen but the wide spreading snaw.' Again, 'The trees are a' bare, and the birds mute and dowie, They shake the cauld drift fras their wings as they flee, And chirp out their plaints, seeming wae for my Johnnie, 'Tis winter wi' them, and 'tis winter wi' me.' The birds shaking the cauld drift frae their wings is an idea not unworthy of Burns"—'Harp of Renfrewshire,' p.xxxviii.—ED.

Celebrating Robert Tannahill (2024)

Dissenting from prevailing notions that label Tannahill as “sweetly sentimental”, Prof Freeman’s lecture positions him as a major poet who expanded the tradition of British “rationalist” pastoralism

3/5

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tw2mnuTvcic

#Scottish #literature #poetry #18thcentury #19thcentury #Scots #Scotslanguage #workingclass #romanticism #pastoral #pastoralpoetry #naturepoetry

One of the many great musical set pieces in the 2025 movie SINNERS is “Will Ye Go, Lassie, Go” (aka “Wild Mountain Thyme”) – adapted in the 1940s by Francis McPeake from “The Braes o Balquhidder”, an original song by Robert Tannahill

4/5

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4xh5bhmU8X8

#Scottish #literature #poetry #song #music #folksong #movies #Sinners #soundtrack #moviesoundtrack

You can listen to @ionafyfe sing Robert Tannahill’s “The Braes o Balquhidder” here

5/5

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U4amVK3NL3w

#Scottish #literature #poem #poetry #18thcentury #19thcentury #Scots #Scotslanguage #workingclass #song #folksong #music

Ursula #LeGuin knew 50 years ago what #Musk still misunderstands: "Science fiction is not predictive; it's descriptive." And: "Science fiction isn't about the future."

#SciFi #literature

(From the author's foreword to 'The Left Hand of Darkness', 1976)

Ian Sommerville, born OTD in 1940, was one of the Beat Generation figures who lived in the Beat Hotel, an unnamed pension on the Left Bank of Paris, in the period 1957-1963 https://toilet-guru.com/beat-hotel/?s=mb #Beat #literature #history

what did he say?

https://open.substack.com/pub/brosnung/p/if-custer-was-an-american-indian?r=8fhld0&utm_campaign=post-expanded-share&utm_medium=web

#history #quotes #books #authors #literature #journal #interesting #curious

BOUGHS. Wide in the boughs; with large hips and posteriors.

A selection from Francis Grose’s “Dictionary Of The Vulgar Tongue” (1785)

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#books #literature #dictionaries #history #society #language #slang @histodons

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Image imitating a page from an old document, text (as in main toot): BOUGHS. Wide in the boughs; with large hips and posteriors. A selection from Francis Grose’s “Dictionary Of The Vulgar Tongue” (1785)

Having trouble focusing on your book? Try immersive reading

https://www.npr.org/2026/05/20/nx-s1-5790811/immersive-reading-trend

#books #literature #reading

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Woman Reading in a Forest by Gyula Benczúr (1844–1920) . A woman is lying on her side on a red and black checkered blanket. Her right hand is propping up her head. In her left hand, she holds an open book which she is reading. She is in 19th century clothing. She is wearing a dark (blue/black) dress, straw hat, white hose/socks and shoes. A large tree is behind her, and there are other trees further back. The blanket is on grass.

Girl Falling by Hayley Scrivenor #books #literature #dedication

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For my mother, Danina. To the friendships that mess us up. And the ones that save us.

📖 "I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship."

— Louisa May Alcott, Little Women

Read for free in BookShelves:
https://lk0.eu/bks34m

#Bookstodon #FediReads #FreeBooks #Classics #BookShelves #Literature

James Joyce and Marcel Proust Meet for the First (and Only) Time

"... Joyce appeared after dinner, “shabby and drunk,” and made a beeline for the champagne. Not to be outdone, Proust arrived even later, sometime after 2AM, “elegantly furred but looking pale and sickly.” From there, accounts of the night vary, but they all agree it did not go well."

https://lithub.com/this-week-in-literary-history-james-joyce-and-marcel-proust-meet-for-the-first-and-only-time

#JamesJoyce #Proust #Literature

Criminal Apples Listening to Songs From The Capeman

https://subspacewagon.systems/criminal-apples-listening-to-songs-from-the-capeman/

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https://www.subspacewagon.io
https://www.selections.directory
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@poetry
@writingcommunity

#Poetry #PoetryCommunity #Poem #WritingCommunity #literature #art #writing #humanities #amwriting #CreativeWriting #ableism #SupportHumanArtists

"Start with a planet like the earth, with a complement of simple compounds bound to exist upon it, add the energy of a nearby sun, and you are bound to end with nucleic acids. You can't avoid it."

#literature

Funny and full of sex: why you should read Proust’s In Search of Lost Time

Readers strike an encouraging note for those sceptical of the joys of Proust, saying it has plenty to make it worth perservering

https://www.theguardian.com/books/2026/jun/02/funny-and-full-of-sex-why-you-should-read-proust-in-search-of-lost-time

In Search of Lost Time & A la Recherche du Temps Perdu at PG:
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/search/?query=In+Search+of+Lost+Time
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/search/?query=a+la+recherche+du+temps+perdu

#Books #Literature

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The Last Page of *Time Regained* 10:35Claude responded: **Last page of *Le Temps retrouvé*** — the final manuscript page of Proust's In Search of Lost Time.Last page of Le Temps retrouvé — the final manuscript page of Proust's In Search of Lost Time. Dense, heavily corrected French handwriting fills the page with cross-outs and margin additions. https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Category:%C3%80_la_recherche_du_temps_perdu#/media/File:Derniere_proust.jpg

Jackdaws by Ken Follett #books #literature #dedication

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Exactly fifty women were sent into France as secret agents by the Special Operations Executive during the Second World War. Of those, thirty-six survived the war. The other fourteen gave their lives. This book is dedicated to all of them.

"I don't believe in flying saucers... The energy requirements of interstellar travel are so great that it is inconceivable to me that any creatures piloting their ships across the vast depths of space would do so only in order to play games with us over a period of decades."

#literature

La luz que vuela. Poema de Rolando Enrique Rosales Murga. Sus poemas en su voz. #bookstagram #bookstagrammer #bookstagramespañol #reseñaliteraria #Libros #gothic #Kindle #kindle #explorepage #amazonkdp #amazonkindle #gothicstyle #poetry #poemas #verso #lirica #gothicfashion #literature #poetry #viral #viralvideo #viralvideos #ViralPost

Drowsing Crapula. Poem by Rolando Enrique Rosales Murga. His poems in his own voice. #bookstagram #bookstagrammer #bookstagramespañol #reseñaliteraria #Libros #gothic #Kindle #kindle #explorepage #amazonkdp #amazonkindle #gothicstyle #poetry #poemas #verso #lirica #gothicfashion #literature #poetry #viral #viralvideo #viralvideos #ViralPost

Dormitando crápula. Poema de Rolando Enrique Rosales Murga. Sus poemas en su voz. #bookstagram #bookstagrammer #bookstagramespañol #reseñaliteraria #Libros #gothic #Kindle #kindle #explorepage #amazonkdp #amazonkindle #gothicstyle #poetry #poemas #verso #lirica #gothicfashion #literature #poetry #viral #viralvideo #viralvideos #ViralPost

Nocturnal Adrenaline. Poem by Rolando Enrique Rosales Murga. His poems in his own voice. #bookstagram #bookstagrammer #bookstagramespañol #reseñaliteraria #Libros #gothic #Kindle #kindle #explorepage #amazonkdp #amazonkindle #gothicstyle #poetry #poemas #verso #lirica #gothicfashion #literature #poetry #viral #viralvideo #viralvideos #ViralPost

Adrenalina nocturna. Poema de Rolando Enrique Rosales Murga. Sus poemas en su voz. #bookstagram #bookstagrammer #bookstagramespañol #reseñaliteraria #Libros #gothic #Kindle #kindle #explorepage #amazonkdp #amazonkindle #gothicstyle #poetry #poemas #verso #lirica #gothicfashion #literature #poetry #viral #viralvideo #viralvideos #ViralPost

The Light That Flies. Poem by Rolando Enrique Rosales Murga. His poems in his own voice. #bookstagram #bookstagrammer #bookstagramespañol #reseñaliteraria #Libros #gothic #Kindle #kindle #explorepage #amazonkdp #amazonkindle #gothicstyle #poetry #poemas #verso #lirica #gothicfashion #literature #poetry #viral #viralvideo #viralvideos #ViralPost

Kay's Anatomy: A Complete (and Completely Disgusting) Guide to the Human Body by Adam Kay #books #literature #dedication

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To my science teacher Mr. Andrews, who gave me a detention in 1991 for saying that he smelled. Well, he did smell, and I bet he still smells, and now it's official because it's in a book.

"No soy un psicópata, mis decisiones son racionales". La locura y las presencias extrañas se desatan en el sótano de la cabaña. El destino de Edna pende de un hilo en un juego macabro de lealtades. 🕯️💀
https://fictograma.com/d/3080-intuicion

#books #literature #writing