"Hesitation" by Anne Carson
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@timeloop-s
"Hesitation" by Anne Carson
“Time is not a straight line, it’s more of a labyrinth, and if you press close to the wall at the right place you can hear the hurrying steps and the voices, you can hear yourself walking past on the other side.”
— Tomas Tranströmer (1931-2015), from “Answers to Letters”, in: “The Great Enigma”, translated from the Swedish by Robin Fulton (via finita–la–commedia)
It’s the breaking-up of the ice-bound stream of Time.
Herman Melville, Moby Dick
I apologize to time for the muchness of the world overlooked per second.
Wisława Szymborska, "Under a Certain Little Star" tr. Magnus J. Krynski and Robert A. Maguire
…unfortunately, it's true: time does heal. It will do so whether you like it or not, and there's nothing anyone can do about it. If you're not careful, time will take away everything that ever hurt you, everything you have ever lost, and replace it with knowledge. Time is a machine: it will convert your pain into experience. Raw data will be compiled, will be translated into a more comprehensible language. The individual events of your life will be transmuted into another substance called memory and in the mechanism something will be lost and you will never be able to reverse it, you will never again have the original moment back in its uncategorized, preprocessed state. It will force you to move on and you will not have a choice in the matter.
Charles Yu, How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe
Time isn't an orderly stream. Time isn't a placid lake recording each of our ripples. Time is viscous. Time is a massive flow. It is a self-healing substance, which is to say, almost everything will be lost. We're too slight, too inconsequntial, despite all of our thrashing and swimming and waving our arms about. Time is an ocean of inertia, drowning out the small vibrations, absorbing the slosh and churn, the foam and wash, and we're up here, flapping and slapping and just generally spazzing out, and sure, there's a little splashing on the surface, but that doesn't even register in the depths, in the powerful undercurrents miles below us, taking us wherever they are taking us.
Charles Yu, How to Live Safely in a Science Fictional Universe
In truth, the historian can never get away from the question of time in history: time sticks to his thinking like soil to a gardener’s spade.
Fernand Braudel, "On History" tr. Sarah Matthews
Merrily We Roll Along is constantly winking to the fact that it’s told backwards and I eat it up every time. They say “never look back,” and “never look behind you,” and “We go way back” “But seldom forward,” and “feels like an ending, but it’s really a beginning, right?” and I cheer and clap and hoot and holler.
Alejandra Pizarnik, tr. Yvette Siegert
The past is “contemporaneous” with the present that it has been.
Gilles Deleuze, Bergsonism
Only through poetry can human solitude be heard in the history of humanity. In that respect, all poets who ever wrote are contemporary.
— Charles Simic, The Monster Loves His Labyrinth: Notebooks (2008)
If you read our work, let it not be an extension of our airs, but to correct our errs in the book of agony.
— Mahmoud Darwish, "To a Young Poet" tr. Fady Joudah (2008?).
There are legends of people born with the gift of making music so true, it can pierce the veil between life and death, conjuring spirits from the past and the future.”
— Sinners (2025) dir. Ryan Coogler
all poets who ever wrote are contemporary
Roland Barthes, Camera Lucida
i love you collection of clocks in the tardis, i love you the doctor reading the time machine by hg wells, i love you the doctor exclaiming time!, i love you clock motifs, i love you race against time, i love you san francisco beryllium atomic clock
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Reblog this to have your mutuals describe what their first memory of you is
guy with depression: idk stories about time loops just kinda really resonate with me haha idk why
do me a solid and just reblog this saying what time it is where you are and what you’re thinking about in the tags.
time travel is a metaphor for exile actually. if you think about it.