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Nights and days of blinding rain, Atlantic lows
sweeping across the carse
trees and hills lost in thick noonday mist.

Now this raw light
and a hard Steppe wind pouring down Glen Tye
towards the late sun…

—Chris Powici, “The Wild Summer”
published in Talking About Lobsters: New Writing Scotland 34 (ASL, 2016)

Chris Powici
The Wid Summer

i.m. Angus Dunn

Nights and days of blinding rain, Atlantic lows
sweeping across the carse
trees and hills lost in thick noonday mist.

Now this raw light
and a hard Steppe wind pouring down Glen Tye
towards the late sun.

A raven lifts from a fencepost
and gives itself to the cold, marvellous air
pitching and wheeling
as if there’s no tomorrow, as if there’s
only ever hunger, longing, flight – here, now

and this, as you know, is the real poem Angus –
a lone dark bird telling the truth about the world
telling it well –
not these words

though, given time, I’ll get them as right as I can
even if there’s no raven, just skeins of autumn greylag
flowing calmly south.

Even if it’s way too late by then.

Alt...Chris Powici The Wid Summer i.m. Angus Dunn Nights and days of blinding rain, Atlantic lows sweeping across the carse trees and hills lost in thick noonday mist. Now this raw light and a hard Steppe wind pouring down Glen Tye towards the late sun. A raven lifts from a fencepost and gives itself to the cold, marvellous air pitching and wheeling as if there’s no tomorrow, as if there’s only ever hunger, longing, flight – here, now and this, as you know, is the real poem Angus – a lone dark bird telling the truth about the world telling it well – not these words though, given time, I’ll get them as right as I can even if there’s no raven, just skeins of autumn greylag flowing calmly south. Even if it’s way too late by then.

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      📚 Vom 1. bis 4. September finden an der die Kongolesischen Literaturtage statt. Im Mittelpunkt steht die Frage, wie Literatur Gewalt analysiert und Perspektiven auf Resilienz, Reparation und Heilung eröffnet.

      Ein besonderes Highlight ist die öffentliche Lesung mit Fiston Mwanza Mujila und Nadège Kusanika am 2. September. Der Eintritt ist frei und ohne Anmeldung möglich.

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      Der renommierte kongolesisch-österreichischen Autor Fiston Mwanza Mujila steht vor einer hellen Gebäudewand. Er trägt ein weißes Hemd mit langen Ärmeln und hat die Arme vor der Brust verschränkt. Im Hintergrund sind unscharfe Gebäudestrukturen und Fenster zu erkennen. Die Szene wirkt ruhig und freundlich. Foto: Jürgen Fuchs

      Alt...Der renommierte kongolesisch-österreichischen Autor Fiston Mwanza Mujila steht vor einer hellen Gebäudewand. Er trägt ein weißes Hemd mit langen Ärmeln und hat die Arme vor der Brust verschränkt. Im Hintergrund sind unscharfe Gebäudestrukturen und Fenster zu erkennen. Die Szene wirkt ruhig und freundlich. Foto: Jürgen Fuchs

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        This week’s #ThursdayBooksandBeer is taking me down the bottom of a mineshaft in west coast Tasmania, thanks to Adam Ouston’s new novel, Mine. The whole novel is written in one run-on sentence, from the point of view of a poet who has taken down said mineshaft. I’ll be seeing Adam talk next week at the Paperback Bookshop. I needed to go with a West Coast IPA as the beer match and this ‘True Grit’ version from Working Title suggested mineshaft to me… “…he was painfully aware of an incredible thirst, not for the water bottle sluicing about on the passenger seat, but for a beer, a beer at the Empire Hotel, a little ritual he had with himself whenever he happened over the range, which he had done several times this year already in researching his hauntology….” #reading #literature #Tasmania #craftbeer

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          Disappearing Acts by Terry McMillan

          For Solomon, years from now

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            In musical ‘Liyab,’ Filipino heroes set love and language on fire

            Here’s a review of Teatro Kaugnay’s inaugural production promoting national pride

            <p><em>Editor’s note: This content is sponsored by KreativExpo and was produced by BrandRap, the sales and marketing arm of Rappler. No member of the news and editorial team participated in the production of this piece.</em></p>



<p><em>Warning: Minor spoilers on the ending ahead.</em></p>



<p>What if a “reimagined sane” Sisa from “Noli Me Tangere” walked you through history?</p>



<p>This is the concept for “LIYAB,” the inaugural production of Teatro Kaugnay, the first theater company in the Philippines that’s composed of 50 active-duty soldiers from the 7th Infantry (Kaugnay) Division of the Philippine Army based in Fort Magsaysay, Nueva Ecija, led by MGEN Joseph Norwin Pasamonte.</p>



<p>Formed from the vision of Major General Joseph Norwin D. Pasamonte, “LIYAB” reflects Teatro Kaugnay’s goal of promoting artistic excellence, cultural awareness, and nation-building. The one-and-a-half-hour musical revisits our beloved heroes and their sacrifices, with Sisa as the fitting narrator – often portrayed as an allegory of our broken motherland suffering under oppressive systems.&nbsp;</p>



<p>“While working on this musical, we realized that nationalism is not only the heart of our identity but also the power that pushes us to strive more in our respective duties,” said creator Captain Andy Ranario. “By utilizing [a] contemporary approach towards bringing our heroes to life, [it] made them more human and recognizable.”</p>



<p>To bring the production to life, Teatro Kaugnay collaborated with a civilian creative team led by Lean Jurado of KreativExpo Inc. (creative director, stage director, set designer, and lighting concept designer). Joining the creative team are Joshua Rico Santos (additional choreographer), Bon Franz Raphael Gonzalez (vocal coach), and Jerico Rutaquio Namoro (composer, music arranger, and sound designer). Also part of the creative team are the talented soldier-artists of Teatro Kaugnay: Second Lieutenant Beatriz Crystal Calumpang (associate vocal coach), Corporal Jay Balequia (choreographer), and&nbsp; Private First Class Fresher Jr. Madrid as (visual designer, photographer, and videographer).</p>



<figure class="wp-block-image size-large"><img alt="" class="wp-image-3229309" height="682" src="https://www.rappler.com/tachyon/2026/08/KreativExpo-LIYAB-012.jpg?fit=1024%2C933" width="1024" /></figure>



<h5 class="wp-block-heading" id="h-setting-the-atmosphere">Setting the atmosphere</h5>



<p>In the Manila Metropolitan Theater, “LIYAB” welcomed the audience with a dim – but not dark – atmosphere, asking what true unity is, as far as collective desire for the country goes.</p>



<p>One of the production’s strongest visual elements is the constant red light in the middle of the stage – what I assume to be the central “fire” of everyone’s stories. It only changed when depicting significant developments, like blinking during fighting scenes, or turning orange during emotional exchanges. Meanwhile, the wardrobe department was nothing short of majestic.&nbsp;</p>



<h5 class="wp-block-heading" id="h-long-live-our-language">Long live our language</h5>



<p>The use of the Filipino language was exquisitely delivered through the use of poetry, and I felt inclined to jot down some rarely heard words in my notes app to search for later. Calling it a Buwan ng Wika must-watch is an understatement.</p>



<p>I also enjoyed how the Ilocano language was showcased in Gabriela Silang’s part. This also appeared as the production’s testament to letting heroes represent their roots – Silang was powerfully presented as Ilocos’ revolutionary hero.</p>



<p>How fitting it was, too, that during a heart-stopping scene, a purple light hovered above Silang – the color associated with her, depicting women empowerment, until today.</p>



<p>I also learned about Vicente Lim better – a brigadier general who fiercely defended Bataan during the Japanese occupation.</p>



<h5 class="wp-block-heading" id="h-bridging-generations">Bridging generations</h5>



<p>When I learned that “LIYAB” is a touring production that hopes to bridge generations, I thought about how tricky it would be to: 1) Make the musical appealing to various age groups, without falling prey to feeling too run-of-the-mill in its hope to become generally palatable; and 2) Put aggressive effort into driving younger audiences without resorting to cringey Gen Z-speak or jokes that wouldn’t land.</p>



<p>Thankfully, neither turned out to be a problem – and I’d have to thank their use of multiple music genres. “LIYAB’s” original music and dance was perfectly timed to break scenes that I felt were starting to feel monotonous, like when characters spoke the same tone too frequently, or they conveyed rage at a consistently peak level, becoming unrealistically jarring.</p>



<p>Whether it was rock, funk, hip-hop, or the classic Pinoy ballad, the production aced at being a sonic and visual feast. Who wouldn’t forget that fun segment capturing “Noli Me Tangere’s” Doña Victorina’s sass, or that effortlessly cool introduction of the members of La Liga Filipina, Rizal’s progressive group during the Spanish colonial rule?</p>



<figure class="wp-block-image size-large"><img alt="" class="wp-image-3229310" height="682" src="https://www.rappler.com/tachyon/2026/08/KreativExpo-LIYAB-006.jpg?fit=1024%2C933" width="1024" /></figure>



<h5 class="wp-block-heading" id="h-no-love-if-no-anger">No love if no anger</h5>



<p>What I appreciate most in “LIYAB” is a line delivered by the character who played Jose Rizal: “Magalit ka kung ika’y nagmamahal” (which, in this context, means that if we love our country, we should be angry too).</p>



<p>Being angry is sometimes still frowned upon by Filipinos, who have long been praised for their bright and optimistic personality. But the truth is, anger is a healthy catalyst for change, whether in finally fighting for your rights or defending a marginalized group.</p>



<figure class="wp-block-image size-large"><img alt="" class="wp-image-3229311" height="682" src="https://www.rappler.com/tachyon/2026/08/KreativExpo-LIYAB-007.jpg?fit=1024%2C933" width="1024" /></figure>



<h5 class="wp-block-heading" id="h-caps-off-with-enough-teeth">Caps off with enough teeth</h5>



<p>I worried about the musical not wrapping up with a satisfying payoff. While I appreciated how we were brought into these individual zoomed-in worlds of our heroes, I couldn’t help but think if a full-circle moment is all we’ll end with – which isn’t bad, but also not groundbreaking if the goal is sparking a strong sense of nationalism during these tumultuous times. If anything, a retelling of our history may just leave other viewers numb or nonchalant at best.&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>



<p>This is a common shortcoming of the historical plays I’ve seen. They tell us the stories we’ve already been told, present us with characters we’ve studied enough, and attempt to bank on nostalgia we’re already familiar with, but not really effective enough to make us move. Is it possible for a story rooted in the past to fuel us for the future?</p>



<p>“LIYAB” bravely wrapped up with a clear message, after gathering its huge pack of impressive and dedicated performers: <a href="https://www.rappler.com/philippines/n12603309-west-sea/" rel="noreferrer noopener" target="_blank">Atin ang West Philippine Sea</a>. It’s cleverly built up and doesn’t stray far from the play’s core: Taking back what’s ours from foreign occupants, and doing so as a united collective. </p>



<figure class="wp-block-image size-large"><img alt="" class="wp-image-3229312" height="682" src="https://www.rappler.com/tachyon/2026/08/KreativExpo-LIYAB-005.jpg?fit=1024%2C933" width="1024" /></figure>



<p>I left the theater thinking about our responsibility to reclaim this land from the many ways it’s being stolen right now (like gentrification and cyber attacks), and realized that we can always start with loving our identity – accompanied by healthy anger, too.</p>



<p><em>Teatro Kaugnay will be performing in a series of provincial leg performances, starting in Nueva Ecija in the first week of September.</em> <strong>– Rappler.com</strong></p>



<p><br /><br /></p>

            Alt...<p><em>Editor’s note: This content is sponsored by KreativExpo and was produced by BrandRap, the sales and marketing arm of Rappler. No member of the news and editorial team participated in the production of this piece.</em></p> <p><em>Warning: Minor spoilers on the ending ahead.</em></p> <p>What if a “reimagined sane” Sisa from “Noli Me Tangere” walked you through history?</p> <p>This is the concept for “LIYAB,” the inaugural production of Teatro Kaugnay, the first theater company in the Philippines that’s composed of 50 active-duty soldiers from the 7th Infantry (Kaugnay) Division of the Philippine Army based in Fort Magsaysay, Nueva Ecija, led by MGEN Joseph Norwin Pasamonte.</p> <p>Formed from the vision of Major General Joseph Norwin D. Pasamonte, “LIYAB” reflects Teatro Kaugnay’s goal of promoting artistic excellence, cultural awareness, and nation-building. The one-and-a-half-hour musical revisits our beloved heroes and their sacrifices, with Sisa as the fitting narrator – often portrayed as an allegory of our broken motherland suffering under oppressive systems.&nbsp;</p> <p>“While working on this musical, we realized that nationalism is not only the heart of our identity but also the power that pushes us to strive more in our respective duties,” said creator Captain Andy Ranario. “By utilizing [a] contemporary approach towards bringing our heroes to life, [it] made them more human and recognizable.”</p> <p>To bring the production to life, Teatro Kaugnay collaborated with a civilian creative team led by Lean Jurado of KreativExpo Inc. (creative director, stage director, set designer, and lighting concept designer). Joining the creative team are Joshua Rico Santos (additional choreographer), Bon Franz Raphael Gonzalez (vocal coach), and Jerico Rutaquio Namoro (composer, music arranger, and sound designer). Also part of the creative team are the talented soldier-artists of Teatro Kaugnay: Second Lieutenant Beatriz Crystal Calumpang (associate vocal coach), Corporal Jay Balequia (choreographer), and&nbsp; Private First Class Fresher Jr. Madrid as (visual designer, photographer, and videographer).</p> <figure class="wp-block-image size-large"><img alt="" class="wp-image-3229309" height="682" src="https://www.rappler.com/tachyon/2026/08/KreativExpo-LIYAB-012.jpg?fit=1024%2C933" width="1024" /></figure> <h5 class="wp-block-heading" id="h-setting-the-atmosphere">Setting the atmosphere</h5> <p>In the Manila Metropolitan Theater, “LIYAB” welcomed the audience with a dim – but not dark – atmosphere, asking what true unity is, as far as collective desire for the country goes.</p> <p>One of the production’s strongest visual elements is the constant red light in the middle of the stage – what I assume to be the central “fire” of everyone’s stories. It only changed when depicting significant developments, like blinking during fighting scenes, or turning orange during emotional exchanges. Meanwhile, the wardrobe department was nothing short of majestic.&nbsp;</p> <h5 class="wp-block-heading" id="h-long-live-our-language">Long live our language</h5> <p>The use of the Filipino language was exquisitely delivered through the use of poetry, and I felt inclined to jot down some rarely heard words in my notes app to search for later. Calling it a Buwan ng Wika must-watch is an understatement.</p> <p>I also enjoyed how the Ilocano language was showcased in Gabriela Silang’s part. This also appeared as the production’s testament to letting heroes represent their roots – Silang was powerfully presented as Ilocos’ revolutionary hero.</p> <p>How fitting it was, too, that during a heart-stopping scene, a purple light hovered above Silang – the color associated with her, depicting women empowerment, until today.</p> <p>I also learned about Vicente Lim better – a brigadier general who fiercely defended Bataan during the Japanese occupation.</p> <h5 class="wp-block-heading" id="h-bridging-generations">Bridging generations</h5> <p>When I learned that “LIYAB” is a touring production that hopes to bridge generations, I thought about how tricky it would be to: 1) Make the musical appealing to various age groups, without falling prey to feeling too run-of-the-mill in its hope to become generally palatable; and 2) Put aggressive effort into driving younger audiences without resorting to cringey Gen Z-speak or jokes that wouldn’t land.</p> <p>Thankfully, neither turned out to be a problem – and I’d have to thank their use of multiple music genres. “LIYAB’s” original music and dance was perfectly timed to break scenes that I felt were starting to feel monotonous, like when characters spoke the same tone too frequently, or they conveyed rage at a consistently peak level, becoming unrealistically jarring.</p> <p>Whether it was rock, funk, hip-hop, or the classic Pinoy ballad, the production aced at being a sonic and visual feast. Who wouldn’t forget that fun segment capturing “Noli Me Tangere’s” Doña Victorina’s sass, or that effortlessly cool introduction of the members of La Liga Filipina, Rizal’s progressive group during the Spanish colonial rule?</p> <figure class="wp-block-image size-large"><img alt="" class="wp-image-3229310" height="682" src="https://www.rappler.com/tachyon/2026/08/KreativExpo-LIYAB-006.jpg?fit=1024%2C933" width="1024" /></figure> <h5 class="wp-block-heading" id="h-no-love-if-no-anger">No love if no anger</h5> <p>What I appreciate most in “LIYAB” is a line delivered by the character who played Jose Rizal: “Magalit ka kung ika’y nagmamahal” (which, in this context, means that if we love our country, we should be angry too).</p> <p>Being angry is sometimes still frowned upon by Filipinos, who have long been praised for their bright and optimistic personality. But the truth is, anger is a healthy catalyst for change, whether in finally fighting for your rights or defending a marginalized group.</p> <figure class="wp-block-image size-large"><img alt="" class="wp-image-3229311" height="682" src="https://www.rappler.com/tachyon/2026/08/KreativExpo-LIYAB-007.jpg?fit=1024%2C933" width="1024" /></figure> <h5 class="wp-block-heading" id="h-caps-off-with-enough-teeth">Caps off with enough teeth</h5> <p>I worried about the musical not wrapping up with a satisfying payoff. While I appreciated how we were brought into these individual zoomed-in worlds of our heroes, I couldn’t help but think if a full-circle moment is all we’ll end with – which isn’t bad, but also not groundbreaking if the goal is sparking a strong sense of nationalism during these tumultuous times. If anything, a retelling of our history may just leave other viewers numb or nonchalant at best.&nbsp;&nbsp;</p> <p>This is a common shortcoming of the historical plays I’ve seen. They tell us the stories we’ve already been told, present us with characters we’ve studied enough, and attempt to bank on nostalgia we’re already familiar with, but not really effective enough to make us move. Is it possible for a story rooted in the past to fuel us for the future?</p> <p>“LIYAB” bravely wrapped up with a clear message, after gathering its huge pack of impressive and dedicated performers: <a href="https://www.rappler.com/philippines/n12603309-west-sea/" rel="noreferrer noopener" target="_blank">Atin ang West Philippine Sea</a>. It’s cleverly built up and doesn’t stray far from the play’s core: Taking back what’s ours from foreign occupants, and doing so as a united collective. </p> <figure class="wp-block-image size-large"><img alt="" class="wp-image-3229312" height="682" src="https://www.rappler.com/tachyon/2026/08/KreativExpo-LIYAB-005.jpg?fit=1024%2C933" width="1024" /></figure> <p>I left the theater thinking about our responsibility to reclaim this land from the many ways it’s being stolen right now (like gentrification and cyber attacks), and realized that we can always start with loving our identity – accompanied by healthy anger, too.</p> <p><em>Teatro Kaugnay will be performing in a series of provincial leg performances, starting in Nueva Ecija in the first week of September.</em> <strong>– Rappler.com</strong></p> <p><br /><br /></p>

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CANT. To cant; to toss or throw: as, Cant a slug into your bread room; drink a dram. SEA WIT.

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                      Thou art the Way—to Thee alone
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                      Thou art the Truth—Thy word alone
                      True wisdom can impart;
                      Thou only canst inform the mind,
                      And purify the heart.
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                          The Very First Film Adaptation of Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, a Thomas Edison Production (1910)

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                            The Very First Film Adaptation of Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, a Thomas Edison Production (1910)

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                                    [?]CNI_CNoticias Internacionales » 🌐
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                                    "La desigualdad humana es la raíz más profunda de innumerables debates, ramas filosóficas y políticas; así mismo, es una realidad universal. El sufrimiento está intrínsecamente arraigada..." fictograma.com/d/3893-meritocr

                                      [?]Book dedications bot » 🤖 🌐
                                      @dedication_bot@stefanbohacek.online

                                      Diane: A Signature Life by Diane von Furstenberg

                                      TO EGON,
who gave me
the children and the name

                                      Alt...TO EGON, who gave me the children and the name

                                        [?]Ellie Kanning-Dawn » 🌐
                                        @thatwriterellie@mastoart.social

                                        my hot take of tonight: "literary fiction" is just another genre. everything is genre fiction.

                                        by extension, if your book store has a section listing all the common genres and "literary fiction" isn't listed next to the other genres, no matter how you name that section, I'm gonna silently judge you.

                                          [?]CNI_CNoticias Internacionales » 🌐
                                          @CNI_CNoticiasInternacionales@mastodon.social

                                          Nuevo capítulo de "Rusia de noche":
                                          Nicolai sale de misa con la lectura de Ezequiel en la cabeza… y Olga lo espera en la nieve del Arbat.
                                          Entre paseos, cenas y conversaciones incómodas, las dudas sobre la vida...
                                          ➡️ fictograma.com/d/3894-rusia-de

                                            [?]CNI_CNoticias Internacionales » 🌐
                                            @CNI_CNoticiasInternacionales@mastodon.social

                                            "El circuito de Dios: Prólogo. Ll"
                                            En la madrugada de Guacara, Nub escucha un zumbido que no debería existir. Los perros aúllan, la luz se apaga… y la pantalla de su computadora le devuelve un recuerdo que no es solo suyo
                                            ➡️ fictograma.com/d/3895-prologo-

                                              [?]palimpseste_bot » 🤖 🌐
                                              @palimpsestebot@mastodon.social

                                              Joseph. My lord and his wife come from the temple. Is all being ready here?
                                              Sebni. All is ready, my good lord.
                                              Joseph. Friend, friend, call me by my name; for I am Lord Potiphar's bondman, as thou art. [To the slaves.] Throw incense upon the coals.

                                              — Louis N. Parker
                                              palimpseste.vercel.app/#text/e

                                                [?]Fictograma.com » 🌐
                                                @fictograma@mastodon.social

                                                🧛‍♂️ El joven vampiro P.J. tiene una segunda semana complicada: un "padre vampírico" que quiere hablar con él, su mejor amiga que también es un tentempié andante...

                                                Descúbrelo en "Mi vida como vampiro. Capítulos XI y XII"
                                                🔗 fictograma.com/d/3892-mi-vida-

                                                  [?]Fictograma.com » 🌐
                                                  @fictograma@mastodon.social

                                                  "La desigualdad humana es la raíz más profunda de innumerables debates, ramas filosóficas y políticas; así mismo, es una realidad universal. El sufrimiento está intrínsecamente arraigado al individuo..."

                                                  Ensayo completo: fictograma.com/d/3893-meritocr

                                                    [?]Fictograma.com » 🌐
                                                    @fictograma@mastodon.social

                                                    Nuevo capítulo de "Rusia de noche":
                                                    Nicolai sale de misa con la lectura de Ezequiel en la cabeza… y Olga lo espera en la nieve del Arbat.
                                                    Entre paseos, cenas y conversaciones incómodas, las dudas sobre la vida, la IA y...
                                                    ➡️ fictograma.com/d/3894-rusia-de

                                                      [?]Fictograma.com » 🌐
                                                      @fictograma@mastodon.social

                                                      "El circuito de Dios: Prólogo. Ll"
                                                      En la madrugada de Guacara, Nub escucha un zumbido que no debería existir. Los perros aúllan, la luz se apaga… y la pantalla de su computadora le devuelve un recuerdo que no es solo suyo
                                                      ➡️ fictograma.com/d/3895-prologo-

                                                        [?]The Vulgar Tongue » 🤖 🌐
                                                        @TheVulgarTongue@zirk.us

                                                        Hi!, I'm a bot posting selections from Francis Grose’s 1785 “Dictionary Of The Vulgar Tongue”, a compilation of slang terms, the coded language of the underclass and the demi-monde.

                                                        [18th-century-content warning: possible racism, animal cruelty, homophobia, sexism, slut-shaming. Let me know of any problems.]

                                                        Montage of dictionary items posted by this account

                                                        Alt...Montage of dictionary items posted by this account

                                                          [?]palimpseste_bot » 🤖 🌐
                                                          @palimpsestebot@mastodon.social

                                                          Een boer is maar een arme ding;
                                                          De rede zal ik nou maar zing,
                                                          Al work hij door met hand en mond,
                                                          Verdien hij in een jaar maar schaars een pond.
                                                          Hij het nie tijd om uit te rij,
                                                          Zoo kan hij ook nie lekker vrij;
                                                          En als een meisje hij wilvra,
                                                          Dan seh zij die werk is al te zwaar,—
                                                          Zoo een boer, hij is maar een arme ding,
                                                          Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding,
                                                          Zoo een…

                                                          — Edward Heath Crouch
                                                          palimpseste.vercel.app/#text/8

                                                            [?]The Vulgar Tongue » 🤖 🌐
                                                            @TheVulgarTongue@zirk.us

                                                            BOUNG. A purse. CANT.

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

                                                            --
                                                            @histodons

                                                            Image imitating a page from an old document, text (as in main toot):

BOUNG. A purse. CANT.

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

                                                            Alt...Image imitating a page from an old document, text (as in main toot): BOUNG. A purse. CANT. A selection from Francis Grose’s “Dictionary Of The Vulgar Tongue” (1785)

                                                              [?]Angela » 🌐
                                                              @alekairos@mastodon.social

                                                              Nos belles curiosités
                                                              Eussent mangé tous les atlas.

                                                              Paul Verlaine, Lunes

                                                              Paysage marin ; une mer aux reflets rougeoyants sous un ciel strié de rose et de bleu. La silhouette d'un homme pêchant au loin, sur une passerelle s'avançant dans la mer. Photo : Josh Adamski.

                                                              Alt...Paysage marin ; une mer aux reflets rougeoyants sous un ciel strié de rose et de bleu. La silhouette d'un homme pêchant au loin, sur une passerelle s'avançant dans la mer. Photo : Josh Adamski.

                                                                [?]RJT » 🌐
                                                                @many@subconscioussignature.earth

                                                                [?]Walt » 🌐
                                                                @astralcomputing@bookstodon.com

                                                                Weird Tales vol 15 number 04 (April 1930) - featured story: The Dust of Egypt by Seabury Quinn.




                                                                @books @scifi @Scifiart @sciencefiction

                                                                astralcomputing.com

                                                                Cover art by Hugh Rankin.

                                                                Weird Tales vol 15 number 04 (April 1930) - featured story: The Dust of Egypt by Seabury Quinn. Cover art by Hugh Rankin.

The Unique Magazine. Other Stories by— Paul Ernst, Jeremy Ellis, David H. Keller, J. Joseph-Renaud, Edmond Hamilton, W. K. Mashburn, Jr., Henry S. Whitehead. 25 cents.

On the left, a woman with long dark hair wears a long white sleeveless dress with gold trim, a gold necklace, and gold armbands; she stands upright facing slightly right while holding a thin staff or rod. In the center, a grey creature with muscular, textured skin is bare and leans forward in a crouching pose. On the lower right, a man with short dark hair looks upward toward a hand reaching in from the top right that holds a thin chain. The scene is set against an Egyptian-style wall featuring hieroglyphic carvings and a large stone pillar, rendered in muted tones of green, grey, white, gold, and dark brown.

                                                                Alt...Weird Tales vol 15 number 04 (April 1930) - featured story: The Dust of Egypt by Seabury Quinn. Cover art by Hugh Rankin. The Unique Magazine. Other Stories by— Paul Ernst, Jeremy Ellis, David H. Keller, J. Joseph-Renaud, Edmond Hamilton, W. K. Mashburn, Jr., Henry S. Whitehead. 25 cents. On the left, a woman with long dark hair wears a long white sleeveless dress with gold trim, a gold necklace, and gold armbands; she stands upright facing slightly right while holding a thin staff or rod. In the center, a grey creature with muscular, textured skin is bare and leans forward in a crouching pose. On the lower right, a man with short dark hair looks upward toward a hand reaching in from the top right that holds a thin chain. The scene is set against an Egyptian-style wall featuring hieroglyphic carvings and a large stone pillar, rendered in muted tones of green, grey, white, gold, and dark brown.

                                                                  [?]Angela » 🌐
                                                                  @alekairos@mastodon.social

                                                                  Everything that is expressed
                                                                  becomes more tolerable.

                                                                  Emil Cioran, letter to Gabriel Liiceanu 28 June 1983

                                                                  Photo: Mario Giacomelli

                                                                  Black-and-white seascape; dark gray sea and sky with a myriad of birds flying overhead. Photo by Mario Giacomelli.

                                                                  Alt...Black-and-white seascape; dark gray sea and sky with a myriad of birds flying overhead. Photo by Mario Giacomelli.

                                                                    [?]Dead Poets Daily » 🌐
                                                                    @deadpoetsdaily@mastodon.social

                                                                    [?]Book dedications bot » 🤖 🌐
                                                                    @dedication_bot@stefanbohacek.online

                                                                    Flirty Little Secret by Jessica Lepe

                                                                    To Mom, who always knew I could do it, even when I didn't. And when the load got too heavy, sat with me until I grew strong enough to carry it again. This book is for you

                                                                    Alt...To Mom, who always knew I could do it, even when I didn't. And when the load got too heavy, sat with me until I grew strong enough to carry it again. This book is for you

                                                                      [?]EveryLibrary » 🌐
                                                                      @everylibrary@mastodon.social

                                                                      Show that Americans love their libraries!
                                                                      👉 Like
                                                                      👉 Follow
                                                                      👉 Share

                                                                        [?]Vaso Papa » 🌐
                                                                        @vasopapa@mastodon.social

                                                                        [?]Isaac Asimov » 🤖 🌐
                                                                        @CuratedAsimov@mastodon.social

                                                                        "Hypocrisy is a universal phenomenon. It ends with death, but not before."

                                                                          [?]palimpseste_bot » 🤖 🌐
                                                                          @palimpsestebot@mastodon.social

                                                                          (For the Rev. James J. Daly, S. J.)

                                                                          Bright stars, yellow stars, flashing through the air,
                                                                          Are you errant strands of Lady Mary's hair?
                                                                          As she slits the cloudy veil and bends down through,
                                                                          Do you fall across her cheeks and over heaven too?
                                                                          Gay stars, little stars, you are little eyes,
                                                                          Eyes of baby angels playing in the skies.
                                                                          Now and then a winged child turns his merry…

                                                                          — Joyce Kilmer
                                                                          palimpseste.vercel.app/#text/b

                                                                            [?]palimpseste_bot » 🤖 🌐
                                                                            @palimpsestebot@mastodon.social

                                                                            "Shakspere's an infernal humbug, Pip! I never read him. What the devil is it all about, Pip? There's a lot of feet in Shakspere's verse, but there ain't any legs worth mentioning in Shakspere's plays, are there, Pip? .... Let us have plenty of leg pieces, Pip, and I'll stand by you!"—Dickens's Martin Chuzzlewit.

                                                                            — Robert Buchanan
                                                                            palimpseste.vercel.app/#text/3

                                                                              [?]Buchhandlung am Brühl » 🌐
                                                                              @Buchhandlung_am_Bruehl@mastodon.social

                                                                              Jahrelang wurde Neige Sinno als Kind von ihrem Stiefvater sexuell missbraucht. „Trauriger Tiger“ ist jedoch kein Erfahrungsbericht. Zwar benennt Sinno die Taten ihres Stiefvaters, das Erlittene zu schildern liegt jedoch nicht im Mittelpunkt. Vielmehr nimmt uns Sinno mit auf ihren Weg, das verstehen zu wollen, was ihr zugestoßen ist. Dabei lässt sie uns teilhaben an ihren Gedanken, z.B. darüber wie viel ein Nein-sagen-können voraussetzt.

                                                                              Zu sehn ist das französische Cover von "triste tigre", erschienen im folio Verlag. Auf orangem Hintergrund ist in schwarz-weiß eine stilsierte FRau zu sehen, die gewinnend mit einem Tiger ringt. (Die Ästhetik ist dabei ähnlich alter griechischer Vasen.) Auf deutsch im DTV erschienen.

                                                                              Alt...Zu sehn ist das französische Cover von "triste tigre", erschienen im folio Verlag. Auf orangem Hintergrund ist in schwarz-weiß eine stilsierte FRau zu sehen, die gewinnend mit einem Tiger ringt. (Die Ästhetik ist dabei ähnlich alter griechischer Vasen.) Auf deutsch im DTV erschienen.

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