Thomas J. Kitson
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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.
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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.
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bie bao zaum series volume 5 — Rab-Rab Press
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and after satiating her curiosity and indulging in the pleasure of handling their weapons and the things in the hut, she took the cold half-cooked bacon from the shelf, and the two slices that had been thrown to Pan, and which he had left uneaten.

#BevisTheStoryOfABoy #RichardJefferies #Bevis
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On Sunday morning she came again, for the third time, crossing over while they were at Bamboo Island,

#BevisTheStoryOfABoy #RichardJefferies #Bevis
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One knew people in general by something they had to show, something that, either for them or against, could be touched or named or proved; and she could think of no other case of a value taken as so great and yet flourishing untested.

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Busy at the hut they had no idea that anything of the kind was going on, for they could not see the water from the stockade.

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This young lady's account of him, at the same time, professed itself as frankly imperfect; for what they best knew him by at Lancaster Gate was a thing difficult to explain.

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They soon went away fancying it must be a squirrel, but Pan stopped till she descended, and then made friends and followed her to the reed-grass, whence so soon as she thought it safe she waded across to the mainland.

#BevisTheStoryOfABoy #RichardJefferies #Bevis
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Some among them, no doubt, were rather more intelligible, and Kate had heard without wonder that she was blank about Lord Mark.

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Thinking they would run to see what it was, she climbed up into the ivy-grown oak, and they actually came underneath and looked up and did not see her.

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Milly's answer to this was the plea of her curiosities—which left her friend wondering as to their odd direction.

#WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames
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CFP: Ecosystems of the Mind: Resources for Reconstructing Early Modern Intellectual Life || 21–23 May 2026 || Hamburg, DE

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Try to praise the mutilated world.
Remember June’s long days,
and wild strawberries, drops of wine, the dew.

-Adam Zagajewski

Resharing a favorite.
[trans. Clare Cavanagh, published in TheNewYorker’s Sept 2001 special issue]

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Try to praise the mutilated world.
Remember June's long days,
and wild strawberries, drops of wine, the dew.
The nettles that methodically overgrow the abandoned homesteads of exiles.
You must praise the mutilated world.
You watched the stylish yachts and ships; one of them had a long trip ahead of it, while salty oblivion awaited others.
You've seen the refugees heading nowhere, you've heard the executioners sing joyfully.
You should praise the mutilated world.
Remember the moments when we were together in a white room and the curtain fluttered.
Return in thought to the concert where music flared.
You gathered acorns in the park in autumn and leaves eddied over the earth's scars.
Praise the mutilated world and the gray feather a thrush lost, and the gentle light that strays and vanishes and returns.
(Translated, from the Polish, by Clare Cavanagh.)
thatiliazdguy.bsky.social
He knew her very well and made no attempt to bite, still he barked as if it was his duty to tell them someone was on the island.

#BevisTheStoryOfABoy #RichardJefferies #Bevis
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Kate admired, and showed it, such an absence of fear: to the fear of being bored, in such a connection, she would have been so obviously entitled.

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As she was leaving they landed from the raft, and Pan sniffing her in the wood ran barking after her.

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Far other amusements had been offered her, but her eagerness was shamelessly human, and she seemed really to count more on the revelation of the anxious lady of Chelsea than on the best nights of the opera.

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She visited the hut, took a few potatoes from the store in the cave, and spent some time wondering at everything they had there.

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Great was the absurdity, too, that there should have come a day, by the end of the week, when it appeared that all Milly would have asked in definite "return," as might be said, was to be told a little about Lord Mark and to be promised the privilege of a visit to Mrs. Condrip.

#WingsOfTheDove
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instead of which she was in the sedges watching New Formosa, and directly she saw Bevis and Mark pole the raft across to Serendib she waded over.

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Her mother and elder sisters were reaping in the cornfields beyond the Waste, and she was supposed to be minding the younger children,

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yet that was in truth not before she had found herself in possession, under whatever protests, of several precious ornaments and other minor conveniences.

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Kate as promptly embraced the propriety of making it clear that she must forswear shops till she should receive some guarantee that the contents of each one she entered as a humble companion should not be placed at her feet;

#WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames
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The storke doth alwayes associate himselfe with his female so long as shee liueth: so the husband ought to sticke to his wife till death part them. ibidem.

#PalladisTamia #FrancisMeres
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When they were on Serendib she could cross to New Formosa in broad daylight unseen, because New Formosa lay between, and the woods on it concealed anyone approaching from the western side.

#BevisTheStoryOfABoy #RichardJefferies #Bevis
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announced itself from an early hour as likely to become a week of presents, acknowledgments, mementos, pledges of gratitude and admiration that were all on one side.

#WingsOfTheDove #HenryJames