Thomas J. Kitson
@thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
2.1K followers 4.1K following 2.8K posts
Translator from Russian to English. Iliazd, _Rapture_. 2019 NEA Translation Fellowship for Iliazd, _PhiloSophia_ (excerpts from Rab-Rab Press). Iliazd's _Speechless Sentence_ and excerpts from _parisites_ and _dUnkee fərEnt_ in _TYPO_ #7.
Posts Media Videos Starter Packs
Pinned
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
I'm happy this little volume came out this year. (Still working to find a publisher for all of _PhiloSophia_.) But I'm also glad I got to meet Sezgin Boynik in October, and I hope you'll consider purchasing any of the editions published by Rab-Rab Press.
www.rabrab.net/titles/biebao5
bie bao zaum series volume 5 — Rab-Rab Press
www.rabrab.net
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
Wednesday night she ventured once more, but found the gate in the stockade locked; she tried to look over, when Pan set up his bark.

#BevisTheStoryOfABoy #RichardJefferies #Bevis
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
Kate did explain, for her listening friend: every one who had anything to give—it was true they were the fewest—made the sharpest possible bargain for it, got at least its value in return.

#WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
Matrimoniall Society.

#PalladisTamia #FrancisMeres
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
Hastening away, in her hurry she crossed the spot where Pan hid his treasures, and picked up the duck's drumstick, but finding it was so polished as to be useless, dropped it among the reed-grass.

#BevisTheStoryOfABoy #RichardJefferies #Bevis
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
just as it was, no doubt, working him, and just as the working and the worked were in London, as one might explain, the parties to every relation.

#WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
And he wasn't meanwhile himself indifferent—indifferent to himself—for he was working Lancaster Gate for all it was worth:

#WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
To her surprise Pan, who was tied up, began to bark.

#BevisTheStoryOfABoy #RichardJefferies #Bevis
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
Even Aunt Maud frequently admitted that there was a good deal, for her view of him, to come up in the rear.

#WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
But Tuesday night, after they had been for the flag basket, the inclination to follow them became too strong, and towards the middle of the night, when, as she supposed, Pan was on shore (for she had seen him swim off other nights), she approached the hut.

#BevisTheStoryOfABoy #RichardJefferies
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
However, he pointed to nothing; which was very possibly just a sign of his real cleverness, one of those that the really clever had in common with the really void.

#WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames
Reposted by Thomas J. Kitson
Reposted by Thomas J. Kitson
Reposted by Thomas J. Kitson
eudaemonist.bsky.social
‘To grow bigger every moment in your own conceit, and the world to lessen: to deify yourself at the expense of your species; to judge the world—this is the acme and supreme point of your mystery—these the true PLEASURES of SULKINESS.’ —Charles Lamb, ‘Popular Fallacies’ no. XVI
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
That night was the first Pan was tied up, but nothing disturbed him.

#BevisTheStoryOfABoy #RichardJefferies #Bevis
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
He had been a short time in the House, on the Tory side, but had lost his seat on the first opportunity, and this was all he had to point to.

#WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
She would very probably have attempted it again on Monday night, but that evening they came with the letter and list of provisions, and having seen them and spoken to them, and having something to do for them, her restless eagerness was temporarily allayed.

#BevisTheStoryOfABoy #RichardJefferies
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
She was often fantastic, but she knew a humbug, and—no, Lord Mark wasn't that.

#WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
Every time I checked betting lists for the Literature prize this year, Cărtărescu and Pynchon were adjacent to one another, sharing the same odds. A pleasing, if impossible, scenario suggested conferring the prize on them conjointly.
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
As Cats wax wood being annointed: so some wiues are mad, if their husbands vse oyntments, either because they suppose they are not healthfull, or else that they affect other women. Plutarchus.

#PalladisTamia #FrancisMeres
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
It was the same afternoon that they looked at the oak for marks of claws, but her naked feet had left no trace.

#BevisTheStoryOfABoy #RichardJefferies #Bevis
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
The best thing about him, doubtless, on the whole, was that Aunt Maud believed in him.

#WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
but in the afternoon, being so much interested and eager to see what they were doing, she tried to come over again, when Mark saw her head in the sedges, Loo crouched and kept still so long they concluded there was no one there.

#BevisTheStoryOfABoy #RichardJefferies #Bevis
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
So soon as everything was quiet she slipped across to the mainland,

#BevisTheStoryOfABoy #RichardJefferies #Bevis