non book club

a book club without books

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If prose is a house, poetry is a man on fire running quite fast through it.

Anne Carson

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anti book club

here’s an idea: a book club that’s not about books. this is for everyone who enjoys literature but struggles with concentration; we’ll read essays and short stories and poetry and everything in between that’s not A Book. we will read a different one each week, and afterwards we will discuss, analyse, or write creative works as a response to them. feel free to follow this project, and happy reading!

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They danced like young deer pawing the ground, they danced like devils let out of hell for the evening. They swung their hips and pranced and drank their fill of cactus–fruit wine.

Ursula Vernon, Jackalope Wives.

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There is something maddeningly attractive about the untranslatable, about a word that goes silent in transit.

Anne carson

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But now what if, within this silence, you discover a deeper one—a word that does not intend to be translatable. A word that stops itself.

anne carson, variations on the right to remain silent

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Dylan Thomas: “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Goodnight.”

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Girls are cruelest to themselves. Someone like Emily Brontë, who remained a girl all her life despite her body as a woman, had cruelty drifted up in all the cracks of her like spring snow.

Anne Carson, Excerpt of The Glass Essay from Glass, Irony and God (via lesgardenias)

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poem about roadkill guilt i made from the Digest of Ohio Motor Vehicle Laws

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Natalie Diaz