the paragon always rebels

aesthetic / isms sideblog for arcitraditore. steal liberally.

[ilparagone]

character studies.

study.    study  ⁄  abyss.    study  ⁄  identity.    study  ⁄  resolve. study  ⁄  violence.    study  ⁄  longing.    study  ⁄  martyrdom. study  ⁄  loss.    study  ⁄  diastole.    study  ⁄  tyrrhenian. core.

visuals.

aesthetic.    aesthetic  ⁄  mirror.    aesthetic  ⁄  pristine. aesthetic  ⁄  shores.    aesthetic  ⁄  hadals.

[lifeinpoetry]

“And if the angel says: Do you know life? / Then I must say: Life devours”

— — Rainer Maria Rilke, Irschenhausen, September 1914, Poems to Night, tr. Will Stone

[beguines]

You must try, the voice said, to become colder. I understood at once. It is like the bodies of gods: cast in bronze, braced in stone. Only something heartless could bear the full weight.

Jane Hirshfield, "The World Loved by Moonlight", The Lives of the Heart

[geryone]

Sick, Jody Chan

[cithaerons]

Leila Chatti, Postcard from Gone

[soracities]

“She calls passions shipwrecks, and tenderness the sunrise.”

— Jean-Michel Maulpoix, from “Loves is what she calls these departing sailors and sailboats…”, A Matter of Blue: Poems (trans. Dawn M. Cornelio)

[voirlvmer]

I live in the gulf between what I’ve been given and what I’ve received.

Each morning, I dig into the sand and bury something I love. Nothing decomposes.

Kaveh Akbar, from "Portrait of the Alcoholic Stranded Alone on a Desert Island", Calling a Wolf a Wolf

[angelnumbers]

perception of the self

[lifeinpoetry]

I want the hunger God born me with.

— Maya Salameh, from "FAIROUZ RECITES HER LUNGS," How to Make an Algorithm in the Microwave

[lifeinpoetry]

I leave, I leave— At the end of this story, I walk into the sea and it chooses not to drown me.

— Jihyun Yun, from "The Leaving Season," Some Are Always Hungry

[weltenwellen]

Hari Alluri, from “Ancestral Memory”, After Kwame Dawes 

[derangedrhythms]

Gregory Orr, from ‘Orpheus & Eurydice: A Lyric Sequence’

[weltenwellen]

Hari Alluri, from “Ancestral Memory”, After Kwame Dawes 

[heavensghost]

[metamorphesque]

— Tatève Simonyan

[a-stone-in-flight]

[text description: and when bones broke skin / a rupture was heard / and in this rupture / i first heard my name

/end description]

[childmagazine]

Jenny Holzer, The Living Series, 1980-82

[derangedrhythms]

But the heart’s same old riddles remain. 

Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova: Evening; from ‘Deception’, tr. Judith Hemschemeyer