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Yeah...
I’m not really using this blog at the moment. I’ll return to it sooner or later, but if you wanna know the url I am currently using (it’s still Sherlock/Johnlock, only a bit messier lmao), just message me and Ill be glad to give it to you 💛.
Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.
Kait Rokowski (via suff0cates)
THERE’S ONLY ONE MORE SLEEP TIL BOBLOCK
3. things you said too quietly
there’s a shirt john wears where the tag always sticks out from under the collar and he never notices and the white frayed threads brush against his hair at the nape of his neck and when he’s just had a haircut the hair grows straight out and looks so soft and sherlock could graph the spiral that it grows in and sometimes sherlock imagines reaching forward to tuck it in and his knuckles brush john’s skin and he says “now you’re perfect” but instead from across the room as john read the paper he waits for the signs that the tag has started to itch before saying “your tag’s come out from your collar,” but it comes out wrong and muffled because he’s said it into his cup of coffee
“hm?” john doesn’t look up
“it’s nothing”
he burns holes through the table and the floor and the walls of the living room and at night tries to do the same with his own chest, but nothing’s working
johnlock and 19
19. things you said when we were the happiest we ever were
pass the sugar,i’ve brought you breakfast,harry’s out of town, apparently, andthis movie’s my favorite and you’ve got to watch it, you fucking prat
I’ve been rereading your story. I think it’s about me in a way that might not be flattering, but that’s okay.
We dream and dream of being seen as we really are and then finally someone looks at us and sees us truly and we fail to measure up.
Anyway: story received, story included.
You looked at me long enough to see something mysterious under all the gruff and bluster.
Thanks.
Sometimes you get so close to someone you end up on the other side of them.
- Richard Siken
Our bird hands richardsiken-poet
My bird hands
if they even make eye contact in the special im going to have an aneurism
bees from Welcome
- Les Éditions de la Cerise
Do you think the universe fights for souls to be together? Some things are too strange and strong to be coincidences.
(via milehh)
The Metaverse and the Vacuum
Crush and Supernatural came out at the same time. Obvious content overlap but no interaction between poet and show. What happened? Which came first? My question was: if they’re related, what came right before them? What are they responding to?
We make work inside a culture. We make culture inside a culture. No vacuum.
I remember reading poems full of allusions to Greek mythology and thinking, “This is too much work.” Having to go read stories (backstories) to understand a poem felt exhausting. And it made me feel stupid. And, soon enough, I was reading poems that had appropriated other text(s) to mash-up or to engage with. And I thought, “This is too easy.” We can, I can, get really judgmental when it comes to what we demand from art.
If we mention Mnemosyne, it’s labeled High Art. If we mention Sherlock, it’s labeled Low Art. But it’s the same thing. These references, these allusions, are landmarks. We use them to plant flags and share meaning.
Some poets demand original ideas and images from every poem. Some poets are fine with generic nouns. Gertrude Stein used a rose. Wallace Stevens used a blackbird.
I remember freaking out the first time I saw a fictional character leave her invented soap opera town and show up in another soap opera’s fictional town. I remember the cruel delight I felt when, in The Men Who Stare at Goats, George Clooney’s character tries to explain to Ewan McGregor’s character what a Jedi is. We get it and we expect it now. We are no longer dumfounded by cross-overs. Of course the Law & Orders share characters. And Alien can fight Predator. And Freddy/Jason. And Batman/Superman.
Now, instead of troubling the lines between fictional worlds, we are troubling the lines between authors. Sometimes we get imitation. Sometimes we get weird, recursive loops of reference. And sometimes: innovation.
Remix culture. Metamodernism. Fan fiction, screen caps, memes. That’s where our heads are right now.
I will never be able to come up with a satisfying answer when it comes to the relationship between Crush and Supernatural. I feel honored by the Wincest community but there’s no place for me there. The insistence that everything I’ve done so far is Wincest gives me no wiggle room. I take no offense, I’m proud they found the poems worthy enough to include, but still: no wiggle room.
My new poems are about war and they are very angry. There are a few moments of clarity between friends, but mostly they are about greed and hate and fear and the dream of possibly being useful. There’s not much overlap between johnlock and War of the Foxes. And I think my next book will be even darker, because I do not like the way the world is treating itself and I have things to say about it.
Reciprocal tenderness. That the draw here. I’m going to stop dumping praise on you and go finish my fics. This is all just to share some thoughts with you on what I’m doing here. And to confess that I don’t know why my work overlaps but I’m glad that it does. And to say that my goal as a poet is to make landmarks. If you find them at all useful, please use them. That was the point. And, of course, I’m going to use yours.
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STRAW WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME
Why do you hate this identity of mine so much it's one of my favs