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My 2018 Tumblr Top 10
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Lesbian Poetry: Because It Didn’t End with Sappho
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The Queer, Disabled, and Women of Color Suffragettes History Forgot
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Owls are masters of disguise, blending seamlessly into their surroundings.
These trees appear to be judging me.
amazing
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Working on a fun little side project for the Homewood Cemetery here in Pittsburgh! 🌿 #poisonappleprintshop
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Where is the horse? Where the young warrior? Where now the gift-giver?
Where are the feast-seats? Where all the hall-joys?
Alas for the bright cup! Alas byrnied warrior!
Alas the lord’s glory! How this time hastens,
grows dark under night-helm, as it were not!Stands now behind the dear warband
a wondrous high wall, varied with snake-shapes,
warriors forsaken by might of the ash-spears,
corpse-hungry weapons—famous that fate—
and this stone-cliff storms dash on;
snowstorm, attacking, binds all the ground,
tumult of winter, when the dark one comes,
night-shadow blackens, sends from the north
rough hailstorm in anger toward men.All is the earth-realm laden with hardship,
fate of creation turns world under heaven.
Here goldhoard passes, here friendship passes,
here mankind passes, here kinsman passes:
all does this earth-frame turn worthless!So said the one wise in mind, at secret conclaves sat him apart.
Good, he who keeps faith, nor too quickly his grief
from his breast makes known, except he, noble, knows how
beforehand to do cure with courage.The Wanderer (translated from the Old English).
See that word ‘corpse-hungry’ in the second stanza? The Anglo-Saxon is wælgifru. Wæl can mean wound or slaughter or carnage; but it can also refer to the bodies of those who’ve been slain - the corpses. Ġīfre means covetous or greedy, so wæpen wælgifru conjures this image of a sword greedy for slaughter; that eats life and keeps consuming even after the victim is dead. (Half of the magic of Old English poetry lies in the fact that every object has an animus; is a kind of sentience and life. There are gods and monsters hiding in plain sight).
What most translations also can’t capture is the consonantal alliteration that glints and glitters through each line: weal wundrum heah; wyrmlicum fah. Speaking it aloud feels incantatory; you can just see the high-roofed halls and the lords and the feasts and the poets, smell it, dancing with the light over your eyelids before you open them - and then it’s gone.
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