Saturday, March 16, 2024

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"...the way the managerial class has grown and organized itself is something much more akin to literal feudalism."

"after a long nap
within the raindrop
the bell of transience"

--@poem_exe

"Her contribution to the culture of her time was not to warn it about the seductions of story—as per her famous adage, if indeed it is a warning—but to invent a new story for it, a story of storylessness."

"Crow's Fall

When Crow was white he decided the sun was too white.
He decided it glared much too whitely.
He decided to attack it and defeat it.

He got his strength up flush and in full glitter.
He clawed and fluffed his rage up.
He aimed his beak direct at the sun's centre.

He laughed himself to the centre of himself

And attacked.

At his battle cry trees grew suddenly old,
Shadows flattened.

But the sun brightened—
It brightened, and Crow returned charred black.

He opened his mouth but what came out was charred black.

'Up there,' he managed,
'Where white is black and black is white, I won.' "

--Ted Hughes

I finally made it onto Mirror Island.

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