poemakontsa
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2024-25 Pushcart heartbreak nominee. You know: I have to give you up again And I can't. I am after the lost sign, the single pledge you graced me with. And hell is certain
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poemakontsa.bsky.social
The language of longing isn't in writing. It's a braille made of absent touching and skin
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People forget that the underside of the cruelty of fascism according to Solzhenitsyn's the Gulag Archipelago is the stupidity of Stalin's fascism in Bulgakov.
poemakontsa.bsky.social
Most fascist regimes were exactly like Bulgakov described Stalinism in The Master and Margarita: paranoid, autophagic, megalomaniac, truculent and enemy of science and thinking
tlecaque.bsky.social
The problem is we think the Nazis were competent so we don't recognize murderous half-mad conspiracy dumbfuck as the fundamental building block of fascist regimes.
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moonstruckella.bsky.social
Tech bros talk like we're on the cusp of Nier Automata about robots that can't consistently tell you what objects are edible
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This is the place I am posting from tonight

#BlueJays
poemakontsa.bsky.social
New dumb AI Google tricked me into thinking they would be live streaming the Nobel of literature announcement tomorrow at 13h through the Nobel Prize Museum platform.

They are live streaming it on site, in Stockholm...
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I will harakiri my interest in the Nobel if they give it to Murakami or Knausgaard
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I haven't read either :(
But they have been contenders for a few years
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uhume.bsky.social
As the future ripens in the past,
so the past rots in the future—
a terrible festival of dead leaves.

~Anna Akhmatova
[The Orchard by Clarence H. White (1902)]
poemakontsa.bsky.social
Place your Nobel of literature bets
poemakontsa.bsky.social
I'd be pretty happy if any of the following won the Nobel of literature tomorrow (they won't, cause Stockholm hates me)

Of those alive the most deserving for me are: Uruguayan poet Ida Vitale, Canadian poet Anne Carson or Barcelona Joycean Enrique Vila-Matas
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kimdorman.bsky.social
ANTIFA films:

The Sound of Music (1965)
Saló (1975)
Soldier of Orange (1977)
Rome, Open City (1945)
Leviathan (2014)
Casablanca (1942)
Come and See (1985)
The Conformist (1970)
Army of Shadows (1969)
This Land is Mine (1943)
Hangmen Also Die (1943)
The Fate of a Man (1959)
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novicsara.bsky.social
I don't know how else to tell you this: generative AI, the dismantling of Dept of Ed, defunding science, MAHA, banned books. They're of a piece. They're trying to disenfranchise you of your brain. Keep thinking.
poemakontsa.bsky.social
I'd be pretty happy if any of the following won the Nobel of literature tomorrow (they won't, cause Stockholm hates me)

Of those alive the most deserving for me are: Uruguayan poet Ida Vitale, Canadian poet Anne Carson or Barcelona Joycean Enrique Vila-Matas
poemakontsa.bsky.social
My Nobel Literature bets have never panned out, so this is a bit of a mute exercise. But since they are announcing it tomorrow, here is my wager:

They should have given it to Kenyan dramatist and novelist Ngũgĩ wa Thiong'o before he passed

Of those alive, the most deserving is Enrique Vila-Matas
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mamafirefly.bsky.social
good morning to cats only
poemakontsa.bsky.social
Another Marina Tsvetaeva precious to me which reminds me of someone I once sent this poem.

A Kiss on the Head
Tr. Elaine Feinstein

A kiss on the head

A kiss on the head - wipes away misery
I kiss your head.
poemakontsa.bsky.social
It took me a few years to realize I may actually be Madame Butterfly, and Anna Karenina and Marina Tsvetaeva...
poemakontsa.bsky.social
Except for the very Puccini-like operatic life tragedies, your actual life tragedies are very unglamorous and unliterary and just heartbreaking in a mundane way.

You suddenly can find yourself in one of those and should not expect applause, tears or the apotheosis of the closing of the curtains.
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daddyjew.bsky.social
have you tried jumping in a big pile of leaves about it?
poemakontsa.bsky.social
What do I do with this knot on my throat after reading this poem by Carl Phillips
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Take heart, Isabella. I hope tomorrow is lighter
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The final part of this poem she wrote when she was in a situationship with poet Osip Mandelstam

No one has taken anything away

No one has stared more
tenderly or more fixedly after you...
I kiss you - across hundred of separating years.
poemakontsa.bsky.social
Another brilliant sonnet by Lars Gustafsson.
This one reminds me of Kafka's "the cage went flying out the window looking for a bird"

Sonnet 28

An open hand
is nearly always empty. And a cage
which never held a bird can easily give

a feeling of disorder.
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