Lit: Hp Gallery
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whatevertober
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the-caroliner
aradeia:Literature Meme (❦): [i/ix] poemsThe Story of Sheikh San’an by Farid ud-Din Attar (c. 1145-1
Moikom Zeqo, ‘I Don’t Believe in Ghosts’, I Don’t Believe in Ghosts: Poems from ‘Meduza’ (trans. Way
Chu Yohan, ‘Life, Death’ (trans. Kyung-Ja Chun and by Chong Bum Kim), The Columbia Anthology o
Model: @truemahoganyFor @shopsonyabees
Paul Eluard, “The Last Night”, Selected Poems (trans. Gilbert Bowen)[Text ID: “This murderous little
Emily Dickinson, ‘The name–of it–is Autumn’ (Poem 656), The Complete Poems of Emily Dick
Mona Sa’udi, from ‘So drunk am i’, Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Poetry by A
wonders-of-the-cosmos:The vampire squid (Vampyroteuthis infernalis, lit. “vampire squid from Hell”)
Daisy and Nick having a chat in the recent Great Gatsby webcomic updateAvailable to read on Webtoons
dedication in Maram al-Masri’s Barefoot Souls (trans. Theo Dorgan)
Ntozake Shange, For Colored Girls Who Have Considered Suicide / When the Rainbow is Enuf: A Choreopo
Charles Baudelaire, from ‘The Balcony’ (trans. F. P. Sturm), The Flowers of Evil
dearorpheus:Notes on the Gothic Mode, Angela CarterCarter wrote Notes on the Gothic Mode in 1975. It
Ambrose Bierce, The Devil’s Dictionary
hufflepuffnoah:do i have any hope? should i have hope?well, ronan does. (x)
Blessing your feed with some good friends, Pan & Trumpet <3
andrewgarfielld:It was my first lesson. Beneath the smooth, familiar face of things is another that
admlynch:“What have you been doing all this while? You took forever. I was beginning to think maybe
evanschris:Part of me wonders, would you have hit a home run if I hadn’t lit that fire in you? Becau
orlandobloom:The Beacons of Minas Tirith! The Beacons are lit!
denverblvd:heard it was black out…I ain’t as poppin’ as y'all, but I was lit in Vegas over the weeke
James Joyce, Giacomo Joyce[Text ID: “Mine eyes fail in darkness, mine eyes fail,Mine eyes fail in da
James Joyce, Giacomo Joyce[Text ID: “sliding–space–ages–foliage of stars–and
James Joyce, Giacomo Joyce[Text ID: “My voice, dying in the echoes of its words,”]
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