Web Weaving - Blog Posts

Oscar Wilde, De Profundis // @i-wrotethisforme // Jorge Louis Berges // @smokeinsilence //@viridianmasquerade //Jorge Louis Berges // @honeytuesday // Kaveh Akbar // F. Scott Fitzgerald // AKR //Olivie Blake, from “Alone With You in the Ether” // Kaveh Akbar, Pilgrimage

On art  Andy Warhol / ESPO / Sufjan Stevens 

Anne Sexton, Suicide Note, The Complete Poems / Maud Hart Lovelace / Unknown / Unknown / Edgar Allan Poe / F. Scott Fitzgerald / Al Bernstein / Unknown / John Keats, To the Ladies who Saw Me Crowned /  Louisa May Alcott, Little Women / Frederick Seidel, June, The Cosmos Trilogy / Unknown / L. M. Montgomery / Iris Murdoch, The Italian Girl / Unknown / Greg Sellers, haiku journal entry, 16 June 2019 / Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath / Scout Clementine / James Russell Lowell, The Vision of Sir Launfal

The Easy Way (Is) Out  This Will End, The Oh Hello’s // Achilles, Come Down, Gang of Youths // To Noise-Making, Hozier // Right-Hand Man, Hamilton // Still Unbeaten Life, Gang of Youths // Brave Face, Frank Turner // Darling, Halsey // I Know the End, Phoebe Bridgers // bluethisforyou.tumblr.com // Mad World, Tears for Fears // Eat you Alive, The Oh Hello’s // Listen to Your Mom, Bug Hunter

Friends, David Benjamin / Oh Brother, Frank Turner 

it’s all about friends

gentle earth // from “frog and toad” arnold lobel // “glimpse” walt whitman // “recreo” petrona viera // oscar wilde // @beetlejuices // from “a little life” hanya yanagihara // from “winnie the pooh” a. a. milne // fredrik backman “us against you” // @fairycosmos // from “a little life” hanya yanagihara

On staying home (despite your best intentions)

another day - angus and julia stone / look who’s inside again - bo burnham / reasons not to be an idiot - Frank Turner / all my favorite songs - weezer ft. ajr  / nobody really cares if you don’t go to the party - courtney barnett / excursions - keaton henson / the deepest sighs, the frankest shadows - gang of youths /  tomorrow - jack and the weatherman / kyoto - Phoebe bridgers 

On leaving or dying 

sleep on the floor - the lumineers / fast car - trace chapman /  this year - the mountain goats /  ghosts - the head and the heart / roll away your stone - momford & sons / keys in the car - jukebox the ghost / i am disappeared - frank turner / twin size mattress - the front bottoms / maps for the getaway - andrew mcmahon / this town ain’t big enough for the one of me - frank turner /  land locked blues - bright eyes /  go farther in lightness - gang of youths /  everything i own - the front bottoms 

Variations on a Theme - Gabrial Urbina / Near to the Wild Heart - Clarice Lispector / Still Unbeaten Life - Gang of Youghts / Saturn - Sleeping at Last

on living just for the sake of being alive

x / here, there are blueberries - mary szybist / invitation - mary oliver / walt whitman / to the young who want to die - gwendolyn brooks / madness: a bipolar life - marya hornbacher / thanksgiving 2006 - ocean vuong / the brothers karamazov - fyodor dostoyevsky / the bell jar - sylvia plath

St. Sebastian / Robert Chase

The Poet E.E. Cummings once described the moon as "the Lily of the Heavens". Our word Lily comes from the Greek word Lilium which could mean "Pure", the Greeks called the flower Leirion meaning "True". The painter, Claude Monet very famously painted a collection of over two hundred and fifty impressionist art pieces of water lilies, that specific genus is called Nymphaea, which has the root of the Greek word Nymph, meaning bride. Some now use that word in relation to beauty. A large portion of Monet's paintings were created after the death of his wife, during and/or post-world-war-two. And some of these paintings as well were composed while he had cataracts. The products of the clouded vision of his eyes. I have been lucky enough to witness some of the paintings myself, some here in Indy, while we had them on exhibit during Newfield's "Monet and Friends", or on their permeant exhibit in Chicago, or in Cleveland or where have you. I think it's something so beautiful that we get to interact with art on these levels where our human experience is so contextual and subjective. Just so particular to us as singular individuals. Like you probably will view George Hitchcock's Calypso in a totally different light than I will. I will see it as a piece of art depicting a woman, mourning and grieving the loss of her lover Odysseus. Longing, Pining, Loving. You might just see it as a painting of a sea nymph, a "water lily" one might say now that you know some other words. But art is also objective, and out-of-context sometimes too. Monet states in his own observation and intention of his works “it would produce the illusion of an endless whole, of water with no horizon and no shore”. That is to say like the reach of their intention is finite, but our interaction and interpretation of it is in-finite. It is not definite. An “Endless Whole”. You might know that I, as an individual, I don't view grief/love, joy/sorrow as separate things. They are the same coin, and they buy into this great experience called life. And in contradiction to that, they are probably not too dissimilar as well to “water with no horizon or shore”. Monet probably painted these painting and thought of his wife, Monet probably painted and thought of the war going on around him. E.E. Cummings probably wrote his poems at about or around the same time Monet was painting his collection. While also(!) George Hitchcock was painting "Calypso". Isn’t that beautiful? The Rendering of Associations. I'd like to call it. If we use some entomologic arguments here based off of what I’ve told you in this ‘dissertation’ (jokingly, basically), one might be able build off what Cummings wrote as "the Moon, the true pure beauty of the Heavens.”. Like what have I spent the last five-hundred-some-odd words writing about here. Painters and Paintings? Poetry? Love? Loss? Have I been writing this to the Moon, or is it to you maybe? Or this to one particular special person right now that I think about in my reflections of the moon, or flowers or water? These ‘Illusions’ as Monet might describe or in my case here an allusion of a seamless image. “The Rendering of Associations of The Endless Whole of Life.”

@roach-works // Melissa Broder, "Problem Area" // Mary Oliver, "The Return" // @annavonsyfert // Koyoharu Gotouge, Demon Slayer // Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance // David Levithan, How They Met and Other Stories // Tennessee Williams, Notebooks

ending a story in other languages

kurdish: “my story went to other homes, god bless the mothers and fathers of its listeners” (Çîroka min çû diyaran, rehmet li dê û bavê guhdaran.)

greek: “and they lived well, and we lived better” (και ζήσανε αυτοί καλά και εμείς καλύτερα)

afrikaans: “whistle whistle, the story is done” (fluit fluit, die storie is uit)

goemai: “my tale has finished, (it) has returned to go (and) come home.” (tamtis noe lat / dok ba muaan yi wa)

amharic: “return my story and feed me bread” (ተረቴን መልሱ አፌን በዳቦ አብሱ::)

bengali: “my story ends and the spinach is eaten by the goat” (aamaar kothati furolo; Notey gaachhti murolo) *means something is irreversibly ended because goats eats herbs from the root

norwegian: “snip snap snout, the tale is finished” (snipp snapp snute, så er eventyret ute”

polish: “and i was there [at the wedding] too, and drank mead and wine.” (a ja tam byłem, miód i wino piłem.)

georgian: “disaster there, feast here… bran there, flour here…” (ჭირი – იქა, ლხინი – აქა, ქატო – იქა, ფქვილი – აქა)

hungarian: “this is the end, run away with it” (itt a vége, fuss el véle)

turkish: “lastly, three apples fell from the sky; one for our story’s heroes, one for the person who told their tale, and one for those who listened and promise to share. And with that, they all achieved their hearts’ desires. Let us now step up and settle into their thrones.” (Gökten üç elma düşmüş; biri onların, biri anlatanın, diğeri de dinleyenlerin başına. Onlar ermiş muradına, biz çıkalım kerevetine.)

enver gortash and family home

@clementinevonradics Courtney Love Prays To Oregon / Brendan Burton American Poetry / Lois Dodd / @filmnoirsbian DO NOT REPLY / Georges Lefebvre The Mother of the Artist / Mattias Härenstam Down There / Louise Bourgeois / Crime scene photos Deadly home invasion CBS news / @heavensghost It lingers for your whole life / Louise Bourgeois Maman / @filmnoirsbian / Geloy Concepcion Things You Wanted so Say But Never Did / @filmnoirsbian DO NOT REPLY

Excerpts from Today by Victoria Chang

a beautifully constructed poem on death and grief

Epiphanies at Parties:

The weight of my unknown ancestors burns in my mind-a rocky burden. I try to remember anything yet only ghosts spill out of my mouth. Where did they go? Whatever happened to them? Are they proud of me? Are they proud of what I've done? What I've done to get here? When they watch they are witness to their own memories crammed into a modern body. I am simply a young girl. Not the fragments of my family. I exist watching every little move for an answer, they are waiting to give me it all, waiting for me to come back home. I am struggling with the door.

-ANCESTRAL CRISIS 12.08.2021

Radio Romance by Mashrou' Leila

Photo by George Semerdjian

just some dad appreciation

Father, Where Do the Wild Swans Go? - Ludvig Holstein | The Passing of Shah Jahan - Abanindranath Tagore | Father and Daughter - Amanda Strand | Book of Dreams - Peter Reich | Ferris Bueller’s Day Off | Connect the Dots (Saga of Frank Sinatra) - Car Seat Headrest | Me and My Dad - Onfim (ancient child)

on the inevitable and loving despite, despite // a revisitation of this

various wikipedia pages / carl sagan / why the sun chases the moon / war of the foxes - richard siken / drunk drivers, killer whales - car seat headrest / saturn - sleeping at last / pale blue dot, photo from voyager / lighthousekeeping - jeanette winterson / ann druyan / new york times / neil degrasse tyson / david jones

SOBBING ABOUT ORV AGAIN

here's the next part of my orv collection tagging @chocolatemalt because my darling your tags give me life. no, btw. it's still not over yet, i've got so many remaining

link to part 1, part 2 and a webweave i made out of story snippets that is yoo joonghyuk centric. also, part 4. (this one is part 3)

love & friendship - collected writings from side wounds and other poems

On Yearning

a girl of fear, a woman of anger— look how we've grown

Begging God to fix you!

(And other tales about religious trauma)

“we don’t talk. i still dream about you.”

Coming to terms with your mother's humanity

@death-born-aphrodite/@bitterl/Supernatural/8.46am on Instagram/Hailey Noecker/Fatima Aamer Bilal/Winterhats, literally from AO3/Mitski

Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena // Alain de Botton, Essays in Love // Eden Robinson, "Writing Prompts for the Broken-Hearted" // Chloe Liese, Always Only You // Anne Carson and Euripides, An Oresteia // Two—Sleeping At Last // Studio Bones, SK8 the Infinity // Trista Mateer, "is it okay to say this?" // @moodylilac // D. H. Lawrence, "The Rainbow"