Sunday, April 07, 2024

( via / via )

Tyr Song.

"ANAGRAM-TRIOLET FOR WORDSWORTH

I wandered lonely as a cloud.
All lay worn. I seduced an ode,
a lucid yarn no seed allowed.
I wandered lonely. As a cloud,
alone in duel, delays a crowd,
I answer you, 'All land decode!'
I wandered lonely as a cloud
all lay. Worn, I seduced an ode."

--@Anthony_Etherin

I read "Merope".

‘The real end of the world is the destruction of the spirit,’ Karl Kraus wrote; ‘the other kind depends on the insignificant attempt to see whether after such a destruction the world can go on.’ (qtd in Hoffmann's article)

"Dreary enough, ordinarily, to kit out the most colourless political career imaginable, but because invested by DeSantis with a kind of berserker fury, and because the annihilation of his tiny targets implies a vast inversion, an extraordinary attention to detail and limitless reserves of force, terrifying."

No comments: