What is /lit/'s favorite translation of Canterbury Tales?
It seems like love is a social construct. Partners get boring with time, and one is always on a look out for younger beauty.
Anyone have an input?
Women don't look out for younger beauty, only men do. Temporary love sure does exist, forver after love not so much.
But it sure feels good to have a best friend of the opposite sex that you can fuck
Need help remembering a poem's title an author
an old king wanders into the woods and asks the trees where his dead wives and dead children have gone
the trees say nothing
i think the leaves are either dying or dead and gone
I think it was by a formerly respected academic American poet who isn't read much nowadays, somebody like Roethke or Allen Tate or Yvor Winters
Does this sound familiar to anybody?
>writing poetry has made me incredibly good at freestyle rapping
>now I have tons of black friends
>tfw somewhat good at impromptu battle rap
I've listened to/seen too man Eyedea songs/videos
I'm also hesitant to post some of his lyrics onto /lit/ since they fall more into the aesthetic category, and are mostly rap-renditions of philosophers
For example, I know that this song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcPvZkLb6rI
Is practically a retelling of "Axolotl" by Julio Cortazar
Still though, I think as far as his content goes, it's pretty good/unique
What do you think of this book? After reading borrasca, 1999, candle cove, penpal, the one with the rollercoaster, and necropotence, I was looking into reading so more creepy/unsettling stories, but something with more depth and longer, like in a book.
I remember reading the excellent, 'dionaea house' and someone suggested this book, but I have been putting it on the back of my mind.
Someone told me it was, ultimately, a love story.
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
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My favourite of Yeats' poems is definitely In Memory of Eva Gore-Booth and Con Markiewicz.
One thing that always puzzled me was how non-Irish people might react to Yeats' poems at first glance. Some of his greatest work pre-supposes a knowledge of Irish history and politics.
>Elisabeth Förster-Nietzsche compiled The Will to Power from Nietzsche's unpublished notebooks and published it posthumously. Because his sister arranged the book based on her own conflation of several of Nietzsche's early outlines and took great liberties with the material, the scholarly consensus has been that it does not reflect Nietzsche's intent. (For example, Elisabeth removed aphorism 35 of The Antichrist, where Nietzsche rewrote a passage of the Bible.) Indeed, Mazzino Montinari, the editor of Nietzsche's Nachlass, called it...
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>Western continent is called Westeros, Eastern continent is called Essos
>Seat of the King is called King's Landing
>Dragon is called Drogon
Is GRRM the most unimaginative hack to achieve mainstream popularity?
>"Ser" instead of "sir"
This bothered me the most. Is changing the spelling that way really supposed to make it fucking fantastical?
I'm not even shitting you here but I just pretended that the characters were unimaginitive.
Humans have been bad at naming things for millenia, so why wouldn't the dumbass medieval people in these books follow suit?
Westeros isn't much worse than naming a place 'Greenland' or 'Iceland.' (Even though those names are deceptive.)
And Drogon is Khal Drogo + Dragon. A little girl picked the name. An idiot.
Where does your favorite book fall on this chart?
What do you guys think of Anne Tyler?
>not a postmodernist
>not a Bloom favorite
>a woman who is not
- a postmodernist
>hasn't written a 900+ page doorstopper
>isn't associated with pynchon, dfw, or joyce
you expect anyone here to know who she is?
I just sold off her books Dinner at the Homesick Restaurant and The Amateur Marriage. I had such high expectations. I love realism. It seems like all her books are historical realism, which may be the least appealing type of book.
opinions on Peter Sotos?
he produced many zines dedicated to serial murderers, child abusers and nazi criminals
he writes in a first person perspective and aims for shock value, often praising such acts
he's also a notable enthusiast and worked with a handful of musicians
Buyer's Market is his self-proclaimed masterpiece
The least I can say is that he's got a very clear understanding of the way language affects people, and how to construct his prose to illicit a particular response. He ought to write advertisements, honestly.
Makes me wish William Bennett would write a book, but what are you going to do?
What did she mean by that
> Anglo poetry
Nails on a chalk board! Make it stop, Mommy! Make it stop!
Sylvia wanted an uncomplicated life where a man took care of her and told her what to do. Fascism for her was a desireable patriarchy, since being single meant fending for herself while subjecting herself to the whims of educated men, mostly phonies. She wanted a blue collar man to make her a housewife and exert his control so she didnt have to (badly) control her own life. She was the anti-feminist.
What are the best English translations of Homer's works?
We have this thread literally every fucking day just look at the archive, or even better look up samples of Pope, Lattimore, Fagles, Fitzgerald, Lombardo, Mitchell and pick whatever you like best.
Book discussions, talking to people writing a novel, et cetera et cetera.
Hey /lit/ I'm trying to explain to my friend what post modern means in terms of literature. Could someone explain it for me?
it means nothing. it's bullshit. just take a shit in your friend's hand and smack him around a bit, and tell him that's post modernism.
and you know what's fucked up? you'd be right.
not even trolling.
Quite to the contrary, the postmodern thesis would be that normality and "weirdness" are merely constructed through various modes of discourse, relative to culture, society, etc., and that they are, in and of themselves, meaningless terms.