Started my trek through The Norton Anthology of Modern and Contemporary Poetry, Vol. 1 today, so I’ll try using this as a small trickle of verses starting with Whitman.
Poem by Ben Mirov. Moving image curation/editing by Nick Almquist.
Moving images appropriated from “Snow Canyon” (1981) by Synopsis / Denise Gallant / Brian Samuels.
Pretty fucking mesmerizing.
I drew this on a 3DS! It’s actually one of the first times I’ve done any kind of digital coloring outside of MS Paint, which will explain mixture of shitty quality and total pride.
The fact that I didn’t know the source song aside, this video understands me.
(Source: thefeeling)
Though I than He—may longer live
He longer must—than I—
For I have but the power to kill,
Without—the power to die—
—Emily Dickinson, from “My Life Had Stood—a Loaded Gun”
I saw in Louisiana a live-oak growing,
All alone it stood in the moss hung down from the branches,
Without any companion it grew there uttering joyous leaves of dark green,
And its look, rude, unbending, lusty, made me think of myself…
— Walt Whitman, from “I Saw in Louisiana a Live-Oak Growing”
