2 days ago - 
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8| Calista: | [x] wants you to know sth you may well already have known, namely, that anglo-saxon for 'walrus' is 'morse' |
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| me: | ! |
| Calista: | why then we'le have to sell morsels at the restaurunt |
| me: | (can i tumbl a truncated v. of this?) |
| Calista: | tumbling anything truncated makes me think, unfortunately, of that flannery o'connor story |
1 week ago - 92
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Johnson, aged fifty-nine, in defiance of time, space and the balanced life, rolling down a Lincolnshire hillside (is there such a thing in the fenlands?), ‘turning himself over and over till he came to the bottom’.
TLS (via sparklesdire)
1 week ago - 2
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Four-Legged Human, Chief’s Son, Grandfather, Grandmother, Elder Brother, Cousin, Little Uncle, Beloved Uncle, Uncle of the Woods, Good Father, Great Father, Fur Father, Worthy Old Man, Twelve Men’s Strength, Tired One, Angry One, Big Hairy One, Honey Eater, Sticky Mouth, Honey Paws, Broad Foot, Golden Feet, Wrangler, Short Tail, Crooked Tail, Cat-Like Creature, Old Porcupine, Black Food, Big Great Food, The One Who Owns the Chin, The Animal, The Beautiful Animal, Illustrious One, Venerable One, Unmentionable One, God of the Mountains, Owner of the Earth.
‘Euphemisms for “bear” from bear hunting cultures around the world, as gathered by A. Irving Hallowell in “Bear Ceremonialism in the Northern Hemisphere” (American Anthropologist 28:1, 43-52)’ (via Unmentionable One | Via Negativa)
(via heracliteanfire)
after her mother has urged her to go up and speak with W. B. Yeats following one of his New York lectures, Moore realizes that “I had on my house-dress which has on the light blue trimming the ineradicable vestiges of a cod-liver oil spot.
Kay Ryan, here
(Source: mysterymanners)
I have this rubber stamp. It says, it’s a joke you fucking moron. I never use it, but it gave me great satisfaction just to make it. I had to try several rubber stamp places before I found somebody who would do it.
Kay Ryan
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3 weeks ago - 2
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Nude tree-climbing and fruit flies: peculiar practices of great writers.
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Pictured: Anton Chekhov and his mongoose Svoloch.
in a real world where real estate markets are defined by location, location, location tying school access to location turns the school system into a form of private property. You can call a facility “public” all you like, but if the only way to gain access to it is to first buy your way into an expensive neighborhood then there’s nothing public about it. It’s just owned collectively by the residents of the neighborhood, in much the way that a luxury condo might have a fitness center or a gated community might have a golf course.
1 month ago - 1
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