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“The Italians have a word for the store of poems you have in your head: a gazofilacio […] in its original language it actually means a treasure chamber of the mind. The poems I remember are the milestones marking the journey of my life. And unlike paintings, sculptures or passages of great music, they do not outstrip the scope of memory, but are the actual thing, incarnate.”
— Clive James, ‘The poems I remember are the milestones marking the journey of my life,’ The Guardian (26 September 2020)
here are my favourite poems to do with writing that are priceless and feel as informative as a guidebook on poetry writing:
to a young poet by mahmoud darwish (most favourite!)
how to be a poet by wendell berry (favourite!)
the real prayers are not the words but the attention that comes first by mary oliver
poem written in a copy of beowulf by jorge luis borges
the wolf’s eyelash by c.p. estes
digging by seamus heaney
?poetry by pablo neruda
ars poetica by archibald macleish
my heart by frank o’hara
notes on the art of poetry by dylan thomas
the joy of writing by wislawa szymborska
how to eat a poem by eve merriam
basho on haiku: 17 statements
how to write a poem in a time of war by joy harjo
discontinuous poems by fernando pessoa
you can feel free to add on more poems about poems to this if you know any good ones!
Emilia W. Olsen, “Free Palestine” (2023)
she loved me, yes, that I'm still loving her.
1. Mahmoud Darwish // 2. The Separation, Edvard Munch // 3. Holding On To Heartache, Louis Tomlinson // 4.+5. The Banshees Of Inisherin, Martin McDonagh // 6. The Voice I Owe to You (#63), Pedro Salinas // 7. Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind, Michel Gondry // 8. Poem for a Blue Page, Natasha Rao // 9. Feeling Your Absence, Mathilde Roussel-Giraudy // 10. White Ferrari, Frank Ocean // 11.+12. Silueta Series, Ana Mendieta // 13. There Is No Absolution For The Fallen, Only Dying, P.D.
"All roads lead to you even those I took to forget you."
– Mahmoud Darwish
“NYT: What books are you embarrassed not to have read yet? TEJU COLE: I have not read most of the big 19th — century novels that people consider “essential,” nor most of the 20th-century ones for that matter. But this does not embarrass me. There are many films to see, many friends to visit, many walks to take, many playlists to assemble and many favorite books to reread. Life’s too short for anxious score-keeping. Also, my grandmother is illiterate, and she’s one of the best people I know. Reading is a deep personal consolation for me, but other things console, too.”
— Teju Cole, “Teju Cole: By The Book” A New York Times Q&A, March 6, 2014 (via prousts)
“Mother tongues, like any other first love, are very hard to forget. They are loyal and forgiving. Even when our speech shrivels and our writing is plagued with errors. Even when our native letters appear foreign and our native sounds ring forsaken. After all, our mother tongues raised us. They knew us when we didn’t know ourselves. They watched us learn to speak, to write, to reason. They taught us to love and to grieve. They showed us the rules and the exceptions. They know they’ll echo within our walls long after we become guests in our own homes: from the way we will combine the new words, to the way we will whisper the old prayers.”
— Marianna Pogosyan, “Why learning a new language is like an illicit love affair” (via malavermelha)
“There is a beauty in falling in love with a language—the strangeness of its sounds, the awe of watching the sea-surf of a new syntax beating again and again the cement of your unknowing. Learning to speak again can be erotic—the unfamiliar turn of the tongue, the angle of the mouth, the movement of lips.”
Ilya Kaminsky, from an interview conducted by Edward Clifford (x)
“This, I thought, is power! Not to be strong of limb, hard of heart, ferocious, and daring; but kind, compassionate and soft.”
— Mary Shelley, The Last Man
2 or 3 Things I Know About Her (Godard, 1967)
Coffee.
Icarus - Personal painting based on the song of the same name by Nic Jones, written by Anne Lister
Fidel Castro and Malcolm X meet in Harlem, 1961
What was this conversation like??
“Fucking white people”
“I know right”
Palestinian lady collects gas bombs fired by Israeli army. She grows flowers in these bombs.
Sunset - Francis Danby
On aurait dit qu'il n'arrivait jamais à faire quoi que ce soit pour de bon. Sauf lire des bouquins. Le monde des bouquins, c'était presque plus réel pour lui que le monde des vivants.
Ken Kesey - Et quelquefois j'ai comme une grande idée (via jysuistoujours)
