Do listen.
I wrote about the history here: snyder.substack.com/p/o-generous...
It was set in what used to be a DTEK thermal power plant — now destroyed by russia.
The contrast between russia’s destructive nature and the Ukrainian will to create beauty even in the darkest times is palpable.
Do listen.
I wrote about the history here: snyder.substack.com/p/o-generous...
Please find issue 28 of the Manchester Review at the link below. Thank you to our wonder writers and readers who continue to support the review.
The Editors
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Please find issue 28 of the Manchester Review at the link below. Thank you to our wonder writers and readers who continue to support the review.
The Editors
www.themanchesterreview.co.uk
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December 19th, 10am ET.
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“This city was built by the Irish escaping famine, Italians fleeing fascism, Black Americans fleeing slavery and Jim Crow, Latinos seeking a better life, Native people standing for themselves, Asian Americans coming together…”
So good!! 🔥
“This city was built by the Irish escaping famine, Italians fleeing fascism, Black Americans fleeing slavery and Jim Crow, Latinos seeking a better life, Native people standing for themselves, Asian Americans coming together…”
So good!! 🔥
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by Mark W. Post
theconversation.com/hindi-greek-...
Ancient languages at PG:
www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/searc...
#history #language #Linguistics
by Mark W. Post
theconversation.com/hindi-greek-...
Ancient languages at PG:
www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/searc...
#history #language #Linguistics
of that cruel fairy tale
about the proud girl
who trod on a loaf
to spare her new shoes crossing
a puddle of mud.
Down she sank, down, past
the Marsh Witch’s brewery,
to hell’s portals
‘Autumn Cyclamen’, a poem by @aestallings.bsky.social: www.lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v4...
of that cruel fairy tale
about the proud girl
who trod on a loaf
to spare her new shoes crossing
a puddle of mud.
Down she sank, down, past
the Marsh Witch’s brewery,
to hell’s portals
‘Autumn Cyclamen’, a poem by @aestallings.bsky.social: www.lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v4...
#literature #Paris 📎
#literature #Paris 📎
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free..."
Langston Hughes
#July4th
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free..."
Langston Hughes
#July4th
"John would've been proud," Terri Sewell tells him.
"John would've been proud," Terri Sewell tells him.
"I was a nuisance, tripping, falling,
Yapping always. But today
It is my father who keeps stumbling
Behind me, and will not go away."
"I was a nuisance, tripping, falling,
Yapping always. But today
It is my father who keeps stumbling
Behind me, and will not go away."