Love these guys ❤️ Can’t believe this album was released nearly 2 years ago though. It still feels like I’ve just discovered it. That and time perception is just becoming so strange. I enjoyed their show at Slam Dunk festival at Hatfield earlier this year. I’ve seen them a few times and this was probablyContinue reading “Obvs.”
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Helps a bit?
The existential balm of seeing yourself as a verb, not a noun by Eric Jannazzo, clinical psychologist https://psyche.co/ideas/the-existential-balm-of-seeing-yourself-as-a-verb-not-a-noun
Moneybrother (into the outstretched arms of …)
In September this year we travelled to Cologne to see Moneybrother! For many years it has been my wish to see them. Every time I’d listen to them I would imagine it was live in a concert hall somewhere. They don’t play in the UK so I knew we would have to travel to theContinue reading “Moneybrother (into the outstretched arms of …)”
Liberation? (Let the woman lead the way)
There is a part from the past that is still looking for mirroring, attunement, appreciation that was lacking. Am I not getting enough of that from my current relationships? Yes, but that is beside the point. The wounded part won’t be satisfied by that, CANNOT be. It awakens to repeat what it has known before,Continue reading “Liberation? (Let the woman lead the way)”
Felicity, by Mary Oliver.
Re-reading a book of poems, the title of which is my name. Yes, I decided to read it for my name, and the timing of my re-reading is helpful and calming. Also I want to say “these poems were written for me!” as a poet who touches us often creates this feeling. But really, IContinue reading “Felicity, by Mary Oliver.”
Take Me With You. A poem by Courtney Kampa
Put your ribs into the wind when you say it.Expose a pearl-bellied throat to the sky.So many words for wrapping your mind aroundthe self, instead of your arms around the anklesof another. Take me with you. Say it, and feelthat ache in the teeth, the one unlearnedas a child, when, in a snap for sweetness,Continue reading “Take Me With You. A poem by Courtney Kampa”
Babel: Or the Necessity of Violence: An Arcane History of the Oxford Translators’ Revolution, by R. F. Kuang
“‘How strange,’ said Ramy. ‘To love the stuff and the language, but to hate the country.’ ‘Not as odd as you’d think,’ said Victoire. ‘There are people, after all, and then there are things.’” “‘Do you know what Equiano’s master told him when he was manumitted?”[…]”He told him that in a short time, he’d haveContinue reading “Babel: Or the Necessity of Violence: An Arcane History of the Oxford Translators’ Revolution, by R. F. Kuang”
The More Loving One, by W. H. Auden
Again at my smallest
At my boldest and best, a substance unseen and you look at me like that, I was too bright but you looked again ’til I flashed into dark where I needed light, at my smallest you were nowhere, how dare you lookat melike that.
Trump’s birthday parade
Hope is the crowd so thin you can hear squeaky tank tracks 😂