Lucan’s Pharsalia, trans. Jane Wilson Joyce
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Lucan’s Pharsalia, trans. Jane Wilson Joyce
Santes Creus Monastery, Catalonia. Photo “The orange tree of the cloister” by mgeroneslu on Flickr
Jayme Ringleb, from “A Little Learning”
this obliterated me
Antigonick, Anne Carson
Late Fragment, Raymond Carver [transcript in ALT]
The Green Knight dir. David Lowery | Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit | Louise Glück, “Via Delle Ombre” in A Village Life | Kenneth Patchen, “Guatama in the Deer Park at Benares” | Czeslaw Milosz, Notes
Anita Olivia Koester, from “How to Make a Doll Father”
violent feelings are good, so i have heard, for your health
denis sarazhin // iain thomas // the 1975 // romeo oriogun (via @geryone) // the frights // dante émile (@orpheuslament) // jen mazza // mitski // anna świrszczyńska
Orpheus hesitated beside the black river. With so much to look forward to he looked back. We think he sang then, but the song is lost. At  least he had seen once more the beloved back.       I say the song went this way: O prolong       Now the sorrow if that is all there is to prolong.
—Donald Justice, from “There is a gold light in certain old paintings”
“Is it the odour of blood, Or the scent of my beloved’s lips?”
— Faiz Ahmad Faiz, from Feel and Listen (tr. by Sain Sucha)
THE FIRST TIME I KISSED HIM PROPERLY HE FLINCHED
richard siken / morepeachyogurt / girl, interrupted / gillian flynn / tamara panici /Â trista mateerÂ
The Renunciations, Donika Kelly
the beauty of the husband, anne carson // entry for not an island, gabriel jesiolowski // because there are graveyards, adira bennett // the torn-up road, richard siken // the red parts, maggie nelson // fictional characters, danusha laméris // on earth we’re briefly gorgeous, ocean vuong // two or three things i know for sure, dorothy allison // the palace, kaveh akbar // the book of questions, edmond jabès (trans. rosmarie waldrop).
Angela Carter, from Unicorn
“The end justifies the means. But what if there never is an end? All we have is means.”
— Ursula K. Le Guin, The Lathe of Heaven
Venetta Octavia, from “I Set It in Stone”