27 Aralık 2018 Perşembe
"December" I will sleep, in my little cup. - Ron Padgett
Kate Bush/Stephen Fry, 50 Words For Snow
for more info about the POP POET you can check:
http://www.katebush.com/
https://www.theguardian.com/books/2018/dec/07/david-mitchell-kate-bush-lyric-poetry
https://www.theguardian.com/music/2018/nov/23/kate-bush-every-uk-single-ranked
23 Aralık 2018 Pazar
22 Aralık 2018 Cumartesi
Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you, that you be my poem" - Walt Whitman
Rino Stefano Tagliafierro is a director, art director and video artist. Over the years he has had experience as art director, visual-artist, graphic designer, animator and 2Dcompositor to realize video-art, commercials, short films, fashion video, videomapping, videoprojections and videoinstallations for exhibitions, museums and special events.
As an author he has taken part in several contemporary art exhibitions in Milan, New York, Paris, Sapporo, Moscow, Berlin, receiving international awards in many animation, shortfilm and experiamental festivals, including Short Film Corner Cannes, Festival d’Annecy, Clermont-Ferrand Short Festival, Rooftop Film New York City, Sapporo Short Fest e Milano Film Festival.
In 2014 he published the short film BEAUTY, obtaining great outcome and recognition wordlwide and gaining the approval of major national and international newspapers and specialized magazines, such as Le Monde, Le Parisien, Le Figaro, Wall Street International, Bild, The Guardian, France2, Wired, The Telegraph , Artribune, Daily Mail, Sky, La Stampa and La Repubblica.
for more pls visit: http://www.rinostefanotagliafierro.com/
21 Aralık 2018 Cuma
Artists’ BookMarket 2019
There's still time to apply for the Artists' BookMarket at @fruitmarket and @StillsEdinburgh. If you're involved in getting artists' books into the world, applications for running stalls, workshops or events are being accepted until 7th January.
Calling all artist book makers, publishers and sellers
Artists’ BookMarket is Edinburgh’s annual celebration of artists’ book culture, with a Friday night ltalk and a fair running over two busy weekend days. Stalls are laid out across three floors of gallery, and two venues, and are complemented by a busy events and workshops programme. Our more than two thousand visitors come from across Scotland, the north of England and beyond to make this date with artists’ books and artist-led publishing.
The Fruitmarket Gallery and Stills partner to deliver this event.
Participants range from long-term experimental publishers to some of the most interesting new talent from university and college courses. There’s local talent on show alongside representation of those who each year travel to take part in this increasingly prominent fair in the UK’s artists book calendar.
for more pls check: https://www.fruitmarket.co.uk/artists-bookmarket-2/
20 Aralık 2018 Perşembe
POETRY APPS TO LEARN POETRY BY HEART
Dear Students,
If you are fond of learning poetry by heart, please consider downloading this APPS on your phone.
Poems by Heart from Penguin Classics (iOS): Need to memorize a poem for class? This app will help you do that.
Haiku Poem (Android and iOS): A poetry app by the International Reading Association designed to teach students about haiku and walk them through the steps of creating their own.
The Sonnet Project (Android): There are a lot of free apps with libraries of Shakespeare’s sonnets, but this one is different. The New York Shakespeare Exchange created short films at various historic locations in NYC, each based on one of Shakespeare’s 154 sonnets.
by A.J. O'Connel
If you are fond of learning poetry by heart, please consider downloading this APPS on your phone.
Poems by Heart from Penguin Classics (iOS): Need to memorize a poem for class? This app will help you do that.
Haiku Poem (Android and iOS): A poetry app by the International Reading Association designed to teach students about haiku and walk them through the steps of creating their own.
The Sonnet Project (Android): There are a lot of free apps with libraries of Shakespeare’s sonnets, but this one is different. The New York Shakespeare Exchange created short films at various historic locations in NYC, each based on one of Shakespeare’s 154 sonnets.
by A.J. O'Connel
19 Aralık 2018 Çarşamba
'Poetry is what gets lost in translation.' - Robert Frost
A Functional Typology in Translation- Article by Christiane Nord
Published online: 27 November 1997
for more pls check:https://benjamins.com/catalog/btl.26.05nor
"I pass times, I pass silences, formless worlds pass me by" -Fernando Pessoa
Be aware of the Art of Performance or the Performance of Art.
for more pls check: https://www.khanacademy.org/partner-content/tate/participation-performance/performance/a/what-is-performance-art
18 Aralık 2018 Salı
“Şiir bir şey anlatmaz demek, anlamı yoktur, anlamsızdır demek değildir. Anlamla yola çıkılmaz demektir.” İlhan Berk
Dear Students,
I know that most of you are pretty busy due to the approaching exams. However it is the end of the WSE and those who are interested might want to visit a very nice poetry event called "Poetry Everywhere: İlhan Berk at 100” at
Yapı Kredi Culture and Art (http://art.ykykultur.com.tr/visit).
The exhibition is organized at the occasion of the centenaries of İlhan Berk, a pioneer of Modern Turkish poetry. It is composed of six sections: “Backbone/25 Poetry Books”, “Universe/Images”, “Orbit/Bookcase”, “Guide/Notebooks”, “Shell/Things” and “Letters/Attempts of Formalisation”.
The 25 poetry books of the poet form the backbone of the exhibition, which displays unknown paintings and drawings, notebooks with his hand-written notes taken from 1955 onward, covers of this notebooks, pages of his poetry books, contemporary opinions of major poets and authors about each book, videos and personal belongings of the artists.
for more please check: http://art.ykykultur.com.tr/exhibitions/poetry-everywhere
best
gh
17 Aralık 2018 Pazartesi
16 Aralık 2018 Pazar
15 Aralık 2018 Cumartesi
I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die. -Percy Bysshe Shelley
Berndnaut Smilde -Making Clouds
The Cloud
BY PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY
I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,
From the seas and the streams;
I bear light shade for the leaves when laid
In their noonday dreams.
From my wings are shaken the dews that waken
The sweet buds every one,
When rocked to rest on their mother's breast,
As she dances about the sun.
I wield the flail of the lashing hail,
And whiten the green plains under,
And then again I dissolve it in rain,
And laugh as I pass in thunder.
I sift the snow on the mountains below,
And their great pines groan aghast;
And all the night 'tis my pillow white,
While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
Sublime on the towers of my skiey bowers,
Lightning my pilot sits;
In a cavern under is fettered the thunder,
It struggles and howls at fits;
Over earth and ocean, with gentle motion,
This pilot is guiding me,
Lured by the love of the genii that move
In the depths of the purple sea;
Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills,
Over the lakes and the plains,
Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream,
The Spirit he loves remains;
And I all the while bask in Heaven's blue smile,
Whilst he is dissolving in rains.
The sanguine Sunrise, with his meteor eyes,
And his burning plumes outspread,
Leaps on the back of my sailing rack,
When the morning star shines dead;
As on the jag of a mountain crag,
Which an earthquake rocks and swings,
An eagle alit one moment may sit
In the light of its golden wings.
And when Sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath,
Its ardours of rest and of love,
And the crimson pall of eve may fall
From the depth of Heaven above,
With wings folded I rest, on mine aëry nest,
As still as a brooding dove.
That orbèd maiden with white fire laden,
Whom mortals call the Moon,
Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor,
By the midnight breezes strewn;
And wherever the beat of her unseen feet,
Which only the angels hear,
May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof,
The stars peep behind her and peer;
And I laugh to see them whirl and flee,
Like a swarm of golden bees,
When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent,
Till calm the rivers, lakes, and seas,
Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high,
Are each paved with the moon and these.
I bind the Sun's throne with a burning zone,
And the Moon's with a girdle of pearl;
The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim,
When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
From cape to cape, with a bridge-like shape,
Over a torrent sea,
Sunbeam-proof, I hang like a roof,
The mountains its columns be.
The triumphal arch through which I march
With hurricane, fire, and snow,
When the Powers of the air are chained to my chair,
Is the million-coloured bow;
The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove,
While the moist Earth was laughing below.
I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die.
For after the rain when with never a stain
The pavilion of Heaven is bare,
And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams
Build up the blue dome of air,
I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,
And out of the caverns of rain,
Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb,
I arise and unbuild it again.
"A fine landscape is like a piece of music it must be taken at the right tempo." - Paul Scott Mowrer
"Everything changes, nothing is lost" (2014), Katie Griesar
You can explore various classic music channels at:
https://www.accuradio.com/classical/?name=Avant%20Garde%20Classical&b0=Classical
You can explore various classic music channels at:
https://www.accuradio.com/classical/?name=Avant%20Garde%20Classical&b0=Classical
12 Aralık 2018 Çarşamba
11 Aralık 2018 Salı
10 Aralık 2018 Pazartesi
We write to taste life twice” -Anaïs Nin
Dear Students,
Do not miss the annual festival on Literature in Istanbul. Those who are interested can get more info and the program here: http://www.tyb.org.tr/10-istanbul-edebiyat-festivali-10-aralikta-basliyor-36295h.htm
Enjoy lisetning about "Writing and Living".
best
gh
“Beauty is not caused. It is.” ― Emily Dickinson
Happy Birthday to Emily Dickinson (December 10, 1830), who is one of the most interesting figures in the history of literature. She was self-secluded from the rest of the world writing poetry prolifically in the era of the Transcendentalism.
for more of her poetry please check:
http://www.letras.ufrj.br/veralima/litam2/multimedia/dickinson/Dickinson-poems6x9.pdf
9 Aralık 2018 Pazar
“A good book is the precious life-blood of a master spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life.” ― John Milton
Milton's 17th century epic poem are accompanied by visuals and music. music by Matt Peterson (solo piano, from "The Paradise Suite"), Craig Armstrong ("Escape") and John Debney (from "The Passion Of The Christ" soundtrack)
Paradise Lost: Book 1 (1674 version)
BY JOHN MILTON
OF Mans First Disobedience, and the Fruit
Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal tast
Brought Death into the World, and all our woe,
With loss of Eden, till one greater Man
Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat,
Sing Heav'nly Muse, that on the secret top
Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire
That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen Seed,
In the Beginning how the Heav'ns and Earth
Rose out of Chaos: or if Sion Hill
Delight thee more, and Siloa's brook that flow'd
Fast by the Oracle of God; I thence
Invoke thy aid to my adventrous Song,
That with no middle flight intends to soar
Above th' Aonian Mount, while it pursues
Things unattempted yet in Prose or Rhime.
And chiefly Thou, O Spirit, that dost prefer
Before all Temples th' upright heart and pure,
Instruct me, for Thou know'st; Thou from the first
Wast present, and with mighty wings outspread
Dove-like satst brooding on the vast Abyss
And mad'st it pregnant: What in me is dark
Illumin, what is low raise and support;
That to the highth of this great Argument
I may assert Eternal Providence,
And justifie the wayes of God to men.
Say first, for Heav'n hides nothing from thy view
Nor the deep Tract of Hell, say first what cause
Mov'd our Grand Parents in that happy State,
Favour'd of Heav'n so highly, to fall off
From thir Creator, and transgress his Will
For one restraint, Lords of the World besides?
Who first seduc'd them to that foul revolt?
Th' infernal Serpent; he it was, whose guile
Stird up with Envy and Revenge, deceiv'd
The Mother of Mankind, what time his Pride
Had cast him out from Heav'n, with all his Host
Of Rebel Angels, by whose aid aspiring
To set himself in Glory above his Peers,
He trusted to have equal'd the most High,
If he oppos'd; and with ambitious aim
Against the Throne and Monarchy of God
Rais'd impious War in Heav'n and Battel proud
With vain attempt. Him the Almighty Power
Hurld headlong flaming from th' Ethereal Skie
With hideous ruine and combustion down
To bottomless perdition, there to dwell
In Adamantine Chains and penal Fire,
Who durst defie th' Omnipotent to Arms.
Nine times the Space that measures Day and Night
To mortal men, he with his horrid crew
Lay vanquisht, rowling in the fiery Gulfe
Confounded though immortal: But his doom
Reserv'd him to more wrath; for now the thought
Both of lost happiness and lasting pain
Torments him; round he throws his baleful eyes
That witness'd huge affliction and dismay
Mixt with obdurate pride and stedfast hate:
At once as far as Angels kenn he views
The dismal Situation waste and wilde,
A Dungeon horrible, on all sides round
As one great Furnace flam'd, yet from those flames
No light, but rather darkness visible
Serv'd onely to discover sights of woe,
Regions of sorrow, doleful shades, where peace
And rest can never dwell, hope never comes
That comes to all; but torture without end
Still urges, and a fiery Deluge, fed
With ever-burning Sulphur unconsum'd:
Such place Eternal Justice had prepar'd
For those rebellious, here thir prison ordained
In utter darkness, and thir portion set
As far remov'd from God and light of Heav'n
As from the Center thrice to th' utmost Pole.
O how unlike the place from whence they fell!
There the companions of his fall, o'rewhelm'd
With Floods and Whirlwinds of tempestuous fire,
He soon discerns, and weltring by his side
One next himself in power, and next in crime,
Long after known in Palestine, and nam'd
Beelzebub. To whom th' Arch-Enemy,
And thence in Heav'n call'd Satan, with bold words
Breaking the horrid silence thus began.
If thou beest he; But O how fall'n! how chang'd
From him, who in the happy Realms of Light
Cloth'd with transcendent brightness didst out-shine
Myriads though bright: If he whom mutual league,
United thoughts and counsels, equal hope
And hazard in the Glorious Enterprize,
Joynd with me once, now misery hath joynd
In equal ruin: into what Pit thou seest
From what highth fall'n, so much the stronger prov'd
He with his Thunder: and till then who knew
The force of those dire Arms? yet not for those,
Nor what the Potent Victor in his rage
Can else inflict, do I repent or change,
Though chang'd in outward lustre; that fixt mind
And high disdain, from sence of injur'd merit,
That with the mightiest rais'd me to contend,
And to the fierce contention brought along
Innumerable force of Spirits arm'd
That durst dislike his reign, and me preferring,
His utmost power with adverse power oppos'd
In dubious Battel on the Plains of Heav'n,
And shook his throne. What though the field be lost?
All is not lost; the unconquerable Will,
And study of revenge, immortal hate,
And courage never to submit or yield:
And what is else not to be overcome?
That Glory never shall his wrath or might
Extort from me. To bow and sue for grace
With suppliant knee, and deifie his power,
Who from the terrour of this Arm so late
Doubted his Empire, that were low indeed,
That were an ignominy and shame beneath
This downfall; since by Fate the strength of Gods
And this Empyreal substance cannot fail,
Since through experience of this great event
In Arms not worse, in foresight much advanc't,
We may with more successful hope resolve
To wage by force or guile eternal Warr
Irreconcileable, to our grand Foe,
Who now triumphs, and in th' excess of joy
Sole reigning holds the Tyranny of Heav'n.
So spake th' Apostate Angel, though in pain,
Vaunting aloud, but rackt with deep despare:
And him thus answer'd soon his bold Compeer.
Milton’s poetry and prose reflect deep personal convictions, a passion for freedom and self-determination, and the urgent issues and political turbulence of his day. Writing in English, Latin, Greek, and Italian, he achieved international renown within his lifetime, and his celebrated Areopagitica (1644)—written in condemnation of pre-publication censorship—is among history’s most influential and impassioned defences of free speech and freedom of the press.
William Hayley’s 1796 biography called him the “greatest English author,” and he remains generally regarded “as one of the preeminent writers in the English language,” though critical reception has oscillated in the centuries since his death (often on account of his republicanism).
Milton’s poetry was slow to see the light of day, at least under his name. His first published poem was On Shakespear (1630), anonymously included in the Second Folio edition of William Shakespeare. In the midst of the excitement attending the possibility of establishing a new English government, Milton collected his work in 1645 Poems. The anonymous edition of Comus was published in 1637, and the publication of Lycidas in 1638 in Justa Edouardo King Naufrago was signed J. M. Otherwise, the 1645 collection was the only poetry of his to see print, until Paradise Lost appeared in 1667.
source: https://courses.lumenlearning.com/britlit1/chapter/john-milton-biography/
8 Aralık 2018 Cumartesi
“You feel your strength in the experience of pain.” ― Jim Morrison
Jim Morrison, Handwriting, lyrics
75. Geburtstag Jim Morrison
(8. Dezember 1943 - 3. Juli 1971)
Riders on the Storm, the Doors-Morrison
7 Aralık 2018 Cuma
“When one is highly alert to language, then nearly everything begs to be a poem.” ― James Tate
“A Knock On The Door
They ask me if I've ever thought about the end of
the world, and I say, "Come in, come in, let me
give you some lunch, for God's sake." After a few
bites it's the afterlife they want to talk about.
"Ouch," I say, "did you see that grape leaf
skeletonizer?" Then they're talking about
redemption and the chosen few sitting right by
His side. "Doing what?" I ask. "Just sitting?" I
am surrounded by burned up zombies. "Let's
have some lemon chiffon pie I bought yesterday
at the 3 Dog Bakery." But they want to talk about
my soul. I'm getting drowsy and see butterflies
everywhere. "Would you gentlemen like to take a
nap, I know I would." They stand and back away
from me, out the door, walking toward my
neighbors, a black cloud over their heads and
they see nothing without end. ”
― James Tate
in memory to James Tate, American poet (Pulitzer Prize 1992), born in Kansas City Missouri on December 7, 1943 (d. 2015)
6 Aralık 2018 Perşembe
Je continuerai de te regarder briller mon étoile.
https://www.hybycozo.com/
HYBYCOZO, the Hyperspace Bypass Construction Zone, is a series of large scale installations and artworks that investigate geometry through light, shadow, and perception.
The project is inspired by the intersection of math, science, technology, material, and light. HYBYCOZO consists of Yelena Filipchuk and Serge Beaulieu, plus an assortment of expert fabricators, handlers, installers, and a powerful community. We create, fabricate, and install our artwork all over the world.
About the Artists
Yelena Filipchuk (b. 1987) Yelena thrives in the creative process, creating thought provoking artwork that investigates patterns and forms as a way to educate and inspire herself and others. Yelena currently resides in Oakland developing her craft and growing her practice as an artist, entrepreneur, and educator.
Serge Beaulieu (b. 1981) An Industrial Designer for over 10 years, Serge is now creating large scale artworks that expand the boundaries of technology, geometry and fabrication. Constantly investigating materials and processes in order to harness design as a tool for art, Serge resides in Oakland CA operating studios and workshops for creative and exploratory growth.
UPCOMING EXHIBITIONS
2018 - Descanso Gardens, Electric Forest of Light, Nov-January, Pasedena CA
2018 - Morton Arboretum, Chicago IL
2018 - Bank of America Tower, Downtown Los Angeles, Nov-Jan
2018 - 100 California, SF
2019 - LMNL, San Francisco
2019 - two permanent installations at 27th and Valdez. Downtown Oakland.
2019 - UAP permanent install in China
2019 - Mint Plaza, SF CA
Email with any questions: hybycozo@gmail.com
Follow our facebook page here: www.facebook.com/hybycozo
Folow our instagram here: www.instagram.com/hybycozo
Shop our sister site, COZO here: www.cozo.co
HYBYCOZO, the Hyperspace Bypass Construction Zone, is a series of large scale installations and artworks that investigate geometry through light, shadow, and perception.
The project is inspired by the intersection of math, science, technology, material, and light. HYBYCOZO consists of Yelena Filipchuk and Serge Beaulieu, plus an assortment of expert fabricators, handlers, installers, and a powerful community. We create, fabricate, and install our artwork all over the world.
About the Artists
Yelena Filipchuk (b. 1987) Yelena thrives in the creative process, creating thought provoking artwork that investigates patterns and forms as a way to educate and inspire herself and others. Yelena currently resides in Oakland developing her craft and growing her practice as an artist, entrepreneur, and educator.
Serge Beaulieu (b. 1981) An Industrial Designer for over 10 years, Serge is now creating large scale artworks that expand the boundaries of technology, geometry and fabrication. Constantly investigating materials and processes in order to harness design as a tool for art, Serge resides in Oakland CA operating studios and workshops for creative and exploratory growth.
UPCOMING EXHIBITIONS
2018 - Descanso Gardens, Electric Forest of Light, Nov-January, Pasedena CA
2018 - Morton Arboretum, Chicago IL
2018 - Bank of America Tower, Downtown Los Angeles, Nov-Jan
2018 - 100 California, SF
2019 - LMNL, San Francisco
2019 - two permanent installations at 27th and Valdez. Downtown Oakland.
2019 - UAP permanent install in China
2019 - Mint Plaza, SF CA
Email with any questions: hybycozo@gmail.com
Follow our facebook page here: www.facebook.com/hybycozo
Folow our instagram here: www.instagram.com/hybycozo
Shop our sister site, COZO here: www.cozo.co
5 Aralık 2018 Çarşamba
"Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky" - Khalil Gibran
Albarrán Cabrera, "The Mouth of Krishna", 2017
Trees
BY JOYCE KILMER
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
In memory to Joyce Klimer, American poet, (6 December 1886-1918), known for poetry that
celebrated the common beauty of the natural world as well as his religious faith.
4 Aralık 2018 Salı
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I: But when the trees bow down their heads, The wind is passing by. ― Christina Rossetti
CHRISTINA ROSSETTI - POEMS - DELUXE COPY BOUND IN VELLUM & ILLUSTRATED - 1910
for more pls read: http://charlotteunsworth.com/?p=1799
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/christina-rossetti
for more you can listen to: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_tguVhe4Gw8&t=114s
Who Has Seen the Wind?
BY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI
Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.
Color
BY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI
What is pink? a rose is pink
By a fountain's brink.
What is red? a poppy's red
In its barley bed.
What is blue? the sky is blue
Where the clouds float thro'.
What is white? a swan is white
Sailing in the light.
What is yellow? pears are yellow,
Rich and ripe and mellow.
What is green? the grass is green,
With small flowers between.
What is violet? clouds are violet
In the summer twilight.
What is orange? Why, an orange,
Just an orange!
Dream Land
BY CHRISTINA ROSSETTI
Where sunless rivers weep
Their waves into the deep,
She sleeps a charmed sleep:
Awake her not.
Led by a single star,
She came from very far
To seek where shadows are
Her pleasant lot.
She left the rosy morn,
She left the fields of corn,
For twilight cold and lorn
And water springs.
Through sleep, as through a veil,
She sees the sky look pale,
And hears the nightingale
That sadly sings.
Rest, rest, a perfect rest
Shed over brow and breast;
Her face is toward the west,
The purple land.
She cannot see the grain
Ripening on hill and plain;
She cannot feel the rain
Upon her hand.
Rest, rest, for evermore
Upon a mossy shore;
Rest, rest at the heart's core
Till time shall cease:
Sleep that no pain shall wake;
Night that no morn shall break
Till joy shall overtake
Her perfect peace.
"I live my life in widening circles that reach out across the world" - Rainer Maria Rilke
“I love the dark hours of my being.
My mind deepens into them.
There I can find, as in old letters,
the days of my life, already lived,
and held like a legend, and understood.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke's Book of Hours: Love Poems to God
Rainer Maria Rilke – ahead of his time in life and death
On this day 4th December in 1875 the Bohemian Austrian poet Rainer Maria Rilke was born. Rilke travelled a lot through Europe and eventually settled in Paris; he was part of the amazing artistic maelstrom that existed there in the first decade of the 20th century.
His mystical and existential themes show him to be a modernist writer ahead of his time, but his poetry also contained great passion.source:https://www.poetrychangeslives.com/rilke-ahead-of-his-time-in-life-and-death/
3 Aralık 2018 Pazartesi
There are painters who transform the sun into a yellow spot, but there are others who, thanks to their art and intelligence, transform a yellow spot into the sun. -Pablo Picasso
Due to the International Day of Disabled People, the artist Hülya Kücükali accomplished a wonderful project working with little children. Those who are interested can visit their art exhibition (only for today) at the AKM, Cumhuriyet Mah. Atatürk Bulvarı No:26 Beylikdüzü located in ISTANBUL.
“The sea has never been friendly to man. At most it has been the accomplice of human restlessness.” ― Joseph Conrad
http://cedarbank.co.uk/
Born today (December 3, 1857) Joseph Conrad (Józef Teodor Konrad Korzeniowski) is one of the greatest novelists in English:
"He wrote stories and novels, often with a nautical setting, that depict trials of the human spirit in the midst of an indifferent universe. He was a master prose stylist who brought a distinctly non-English tragic sensibility into English literature."
Please check the links for detailed summary, plot analysis of Conrad's bio and novel Heart of Darkness:
https://prezi.com/eanebx2vsyag/heart-of-darkness/
https://prezi.com/9eftd_owtrmo/heart-of-darkness/
1 Aralık 2018 Cumartesi
29 Kasım 2018 Perşembe
7 Surprising Facts about Louisa May Alcott
Born today on November 29, 1832 in Germantown, Pennsylvania Louisa May Alcott is mostly known for her famous work Little Women. You may cherish the book, have a favorite film adaptation, and consider yourself a Jo, Meg, Beth, or Amy…but how much do you know about its author, Louisa May Alcott?
1. She wrote lurid, sensational stories before Little Women.
Like her heroine Jo March, Louisa May Alcott wrote, published, and supported her family with what she called “blood and thunder tales”—gothic thrillers with names like “Pauline’s Passion and Punishment” and A Long Fatal Love Chase—before turning to her autobiographical and family-savory subject material. She published under the androgynous pseudonym A.M. Barnard.
2. Little Women draws heavily from Alcott's own life.
Louisa May Alcott took inspiration from her childhood memories and family members, basing Little Women‘s Meg on her oldest sister, Anna (an actress, who met her own “John Brooke”, John Bridge Pratt, playing opposite him in local theatre production). Alcott’s third sister, the gentle Lizzie (Elizabeth), contracted scarlet fever from a poor family she was helping, and died two years later, weakened despite her recovery, like her fictional counterpart Beth March. She was just 22. The youngest, May (Abigail), was an ambitious artist like Amy. And Alcott herself was a tomboy, a writer, an independent woman, like Jo March. But it was Alcott, not her father, who went to the Civil War; she enlisted as a nurse, but sadly, contracted typhoid fever during her service, and was plagued with health problems.
3.Louisa May Alcott didn't initially want to write Little Women!
When asked by the publisher Thomas Niles to write a book for girls, she acquiesced, writing in her journal: “Marmee, Anna, and May all approve my plan. So I plod away, though I don’t enjoy this sort of thing. Never liked girls or knew many, except my sisters; but our queer plays and experiences may prove interesting, though I doubt it.”
4.She wrote Little Women in under three months.
In fact, Louisa May Alcott wrote the first half—402 pages—in less than six weeks!
5.The "marriage plot" didn't interest her…In fiction or in life!
It’s telling that the woman who famously said, “I’d rather be a free spinster and paddle my own canoe” wrote in her journal, “Girls write to ask who the little women will marry, as if that was the only end and aim of a woman’s life…”
6.Louisa May Alcott was an abolitionist.
Her father, Bronson Alcott, founded an abolitionist society in 1850, and Alcott’s childhood home, The Wayside residence in Concord, Massachusetts, was a stop for fugitive enslaved people on the Underground Railroad. Of her Civil War service as a nurse, Alcott wrote, “My greatest pride is that I lived to know the brave men and women who did so much for the cause, and that I had a very small share in the war which put an end to a great wrong.”
7.Louisa May Alcott was an early American feminist.
She was the first woman to register to vote in Concord, when women were given school, tax, and bond suffrage in Massachusetts, in 1879. In 1881, she wrote to Thomas Niles, “I can remember when Anti-slavery was in just the same state that Suffrage is now, and take more pride in the very small help we Alcotts could give than I all the books I ever wrote…”
source:https://www.pbs.org/wgbh/masterpiece/specialfeatures/little-women-7-surprising-facts-about-louisa-may-alcott/#
1. She wrote lurid, sensational stories before Little Women.
Like her heroine Jo March, Louisa May Alcott wrote, published, and supported her family with what she called “blood and thunder tales”—gothic thrillers with names like “Pauline’s Passion and Punishment” and A Long Fatal Love Chase—before turning to her autobiographical and family-savory subject material. She published under the androgynous pseudonym A.M. Barnard.
2. Little Women draws heavily from Alcott's own life.
Louisa May Alcott took inspiration from her childhood memories and family members, basing Little Women‘s Meg on her oldest sister, Anna (an actress, who met her own “John Brooke”, John Bridge Pratt, playing opposite him in local theatre production). Alcott’s third sister, the gentle Lizzie (Elizabeth), contracted scarlet fever from a poor family she was helping, and died two years later, weakened despite her recovery, like her fictional counterpart Beth March. She was just 22. The youngest, May (Abigail), was an ambitious artist like Amy. And Alcott herself was a tomboy, a writer, an independent woman, like Jo March. But it was Alcott, not her father, who went to the Civil War; she enlisted as a nurse, but sadly, contracted typhoid fever during her service, and was plagued with health problems.
3.Louisa May Alcott didn't initially want to write Little Women!
When asked by the publisher Thomas Niles to write a book for girls, she acquiesced, writing in her journal: “Marmee, Anna, and May all approve my plan. So I plod away, though I don’t enjoy this sort of thing. Never liked girls or knew many, except my sisters; but our queer plays and experiences may prove interesting, though I doubt it.”
4.She wrote Little Women in under three months.
In fact, Louisa May Alcott wrote the first half—402 pages—in less than six weeks!
5.The "marriage plot" didn't interest her…In fiction or in life!
It’s telling that the woman who famously said, “I’d rather be a free spinster and paddle my own canoe” wrote in her journal, “Girls write to ask who the little women will marry, as if that was the only end and aim of a woman’s life…”
6.Louisa May Alcott was an abolitionist.
Her father, Bronson Alcott, founded an abolitionist society in 1850, and Alcott’s childhood home, The Wayside residence in Concord, Massachusetts, was a stop for fugitive enslaved people on the Underground Railroad. Of her Civil War service as a nurse, Alcott wrote, “My greatest pride is that I lived to know the brave men and women who did so much for the cause, and that I had a very small share in the war which put an end to a great wrong.”
7.Louisa May Alcott was an early American feminist.
She was the first woman to register to vote in Concord, when women were given school, tax, and bond suffrage in Massachusetts, in 1879. In 1881, she wrote to Thomas Niles, “I can remember when Anti-slavery was in just the same state that Suffrage is now, and take more pride in the very small help we Alcotts could give than I all the books I ever wrote…”
source:https://www.pbs.org/wgbh/masterpiece/specialfeatures/little-women-7-surprising-facts-about-louisa-may-alcott/#
“A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have known Autumn too long” e.e. cummings
[Poem /Sturm] by Frank Lepold
Ein grosses Dankeschön an Herrn Lepold für sein Kunstwerk [Poem /Sturm]. Thanks for allowing us to share your art. Please check for his further works at: http://andyamholst.com/
Ein grosses Dankeschön an Herrn Lepold für sein Kunstwerk [Poem /Sturm]. Thanks for allowing us to share your art. Please check for his further works at: http://andyamholst.com/
28 Kasım 2018 Çarşamba
“If the Sun and Moon should ever doubt, they'd immediately go out.” - William Blake
William Blake born on November 28, 1757-1827 was a 19th century writer and artist who is regarded as a seminal figure of the Romantic Age. His writings have influenced countless writers and artists through the ages, and he has been deemed both a major poet and an original thinker.
for more pls read: https://www.biography.com/people/william-blake-9214491
More about the Romantics and William Blake pls watch:
27 Kasım 2018 Salı
26 Kasım 2018 Pazartesi
24 Kasım 2018 Cumartesi
"What is done in love is done well." Vincent van Gogh
I would like to thank those who e-mailed and texted me. I am so proud of those who are teaching now. And since I have also senior ELT students and Anglistik students who are going to teach, I would like to pre- congrat you, too.
best,
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Yasuo Kuniyoshi teaching at the Art Students League, 1950. by Alfred Puhn
best,
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Yasuo Kuniyoshi teaching at the Art Students League, 1950. by Alfred Puhn
23 Kasım 2018 Cuma
'In art there is only one thing that counts: the bit that cannot be explained' - Georges Braque
art by Artist Anthony Howe, https://www.howeart.net/
"There are things that a woman sings, and only a woman knows the full meaning." - Gayl Jones
Born to Franklin and Lucille Jones on November 23, 1949 in Lexington, Kentucky, Gayl Jones’early “connections” with the South are reflected strongly in her personal life as well as in her writing.
Much of her desire to write came from her maternal grandmother, Amanda Wilson, who wrote plays for church productions, as well as from her mother, Lucille Jones, who wrote short stories, many of them in order to entertain Gayl and her brother Franklin Jr. Jones says, “I have to say that if my mother hadn’t written and read tome when I was growing up I probably wouldn’t have even thought about it at all” (Rowell 53).
Although she has written in genres such as poetry, short stories, and critical essays, Jones is best known for her novels. Her first and perhaps most widely known novel, Corregidora was published when Jones was only 26 years old.
source: Voices from the Gaps, U Minnesota
photo: the kinté space
for further info : http://www.popflock.com/learn?s=Gayl_Jones
Much of her desire to write came from her maternal grandmother, Amanda Wilson, who wrote plays for church productions, as well as from her mother, Lucille Jones, who wrote short stories, many of them in order to entertain Gayl and her brother Franklin Jr. Jones says, “I have to say that if my mother hadn’t written and read tome when I was growing up I probably wouldn’t have even thought about it at all” (Rowell 53).
Although she has written in genres such as poetry, short stories, and critical essays, Jones is best known for her novels. Her first and perhaps most widely known novel, Corregidora was published when Jones was only 26 years old.
source: Voices from the Gaps, U Minnesota
photo: the kinté space
for further info : http://www.popflock.com/learn?s=Gayl_Jones
19 Kasım 2018 Pazartesi
"This world is but a canvas to our imagination." -Henry David Thoreau
source: https://www.geistesleben.de/Autoren/Selma-Lagerloef.html
18 Kasım 2018 Pazar
POETRY APPS FOR WRITING POETRY
Dear Students,
There are very helpful APPS for students who like to write and experiment on writing Poetry.
Please download and find out the Poet or Poetess in you.
Word Palette (iOS): Experimental writers can create poems by dragging around “palettes” of scrambled words.
Rhymers’ Block (iOS): A rhyme dictionary for your phone, for poets, rappers, and lyricists.
Poet Assistant (Android): A rhyme dictionary for Android users.
Cannonball (Android and iOS): It’s billed as a game, but Cannonball is more of a way for poets to create work using images and hashtags, and then share those poems with friends.
Poetreat (iOS): A poetry apps that suggests rhymes as you write.
ImageQuote (iOS): This isn’t exactly a poetry app—it lets users add words to pictures, but it can be used as a poetry app for Instagram. Poets can add their poems right into the app, layer them over backgrounds, and share them as images.
Textgram (Android): An Instagram text overlay app for Android-using poets.
Instant Poetry 2 (iOS): Remember refrigerator poetry? This lets you create and share poems with fridge poetry without blocking the fridge door or having to manage all those little magnets.
Be a Poet (Android): Another fridge poetry app, designed for brainstorming, creation, and meditation.
Portapoet (iOS): A social network for poets, who can write, share, and battle with their poems using the app.
by A.J. O'CONNELL
There are very helpful APPS for students who like to write and experiment on writing Poetry.
Please download and find out the Poet or Poetess in you.
Word Palette (iOS): Experimental writers can create poems by dragging around “palettes” of scrambled words.
Rhymers’ Block (iOS): A rhyme dictionary for your phone, for poets, rappers, and lyricists.
Poet Assistant (Android): A rhyme dictionary for Android users.
Cannonball (Android and iOS): It’s billed as a game, but Cannonball is more of a way for poets to create work using images and hashtags, and then share those poems with friends.
Poetreat (iOS): A poetry apps that suggests rhymes as you write.
ImageQuote (iOS): This isn’t exactly a poetry app—it lets users add words to pictures, but it can be used as a poetry app for Instagram. Poets can add their poems right into the app, layer them over backgrounds, and share them as images.
Textgram (Android): An Instagram text overlay app for Android-using poets.
Instant Poetry 2 (iOS): Remember refrigerator poetry? This lets you create and share poems with fridge poetry without blocking the fridge door or having to manage all those little magnets.
Be a Poet (Android): Another fridge poetry app, designed for brainstorming, creation, and meditation.
Portapoet (iOS): A social network for poets, who can write, share, and battle with their poems using the app.
by A.J. O'CONNELL
15 Kasım 2018 Perşembe
''To explain grace requires / a curious hand.'' - Marianne Moore
photo by André Steiner
BY DISPOSITION OF ANGELS
Messengers much like ourselves? Explain it.
Steadfastness the darkness makes explicit?
Something heard most clearly when not near it?
Above particularities,
these unparticularities praise cannot violate.
One has seen, in such steadiness never deflected,
how by darkness a star is perfected.
Star that does not ask me if I see it?
Fir that would not wish me to uproot it?
Speech that does not ask me if I hear it?
Mysteries expound mysteries.
Steadier than steady, star dazzling me, live and elate,
no need to say, how like some we have known; too like her,
too like him, and a-quiver forever.
― Marianne Moore, Complete Poems
Today is the birthday of a poet whose observations are keen, clear and precise.
Marianne Moore (November 15, 1887 – February 5, 1972) was an American modernist poet, critic, translator, and editor.
Moore’s work is grouped with poets such as H.D., T.S. Eliot, William Carlos Williams, Wallace Stevens, Ezra Pound and Elizabeth Bishop.
please find out more about Moore:
1.MARIANNE MOORE'S MULTICULTURAL POETRY: A CASE OF RESISTANCE
https://ebuah.uah.es/dspace/bitstream/handle/10017/5012/Marianne%20Moore%27s%20Multicultural%20Poetry.%20A%20Case%20of%20Resistance.pdf?sequence=1&isAllowed=y
2.Marianne Moore's Precision
http://natalia.cecire.org/wp-content/uploads/2014/08/cecire-moore-article.pdf
3.Marianne Moore reads Bird-Witted
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GEuEkW-1oPk
14 Kasım 2018 Çarşamba
APPS FOR LISTENING TO POETRY, ANYWHERE
Dear Students,
Here is a list of APPS who have an amount number of poetry, read by the poet or great actors with nice voices. Please check out if you are fond of listening to poetry.
Poetry Everywhere (iOS): WGBH’s app features contemporary poets reading their own work.
The Poetry Hour (Android and iOS): Want to hear Charles Dance read some poetry? The Josephine Hart Poetry Foundation’s app lets you hear and see performances of classic poetry by great actors.
SlamFind (Android): Looking for a poetry slam? SlamFind connects users to the world of performance poetry, allowing then to discover and connect with live poetry venues and poets all over the world.
by A.J. O'CONNELL
Here is a list of APPS who have an amount number of poetry, read by the poet or great actors with nice voices. Please check out if you are fond of listening to poetry.
Poetry Everywhere (iOS): WGBH’s app features contemporary poets reading their own work.
The Poetry Hour (Android and iOS): Want to hear Charles Dance read some poetry? The Josephine Hart Poetry Foundation’s app lets you hear and see performances of classic poetry by great actors.
SlamFind (Android): Looking for a poetry slam? SlamFind connects users to the world of performance poetry, allowing then to discover and connect with live poetry venues and poets all over the world.
by A.J. O'CONNELL
10 Kasım 2018 Cumartesi
POETRY APPS FOR READING POETRY
Dear Students,
There is a variety of wonderful APPS that you can download easily on your phone. Please check out the following APPS if you are fond of reading poetry.
Poemhunter (Android and iOS): A portable library of 1.4 million poems. That’s a lot of poetry!
POETRY from the Poetry Foundation (Android and iOS): One of two apps from the Poetry Foundation, POETRY is a poetry library for your phone. It’s filled with old favorites, but also serves up new poems.
Wings—Poems & Poets for the Love of Poetry (Android and iOS): Wings is a sort of combination library/Wikipedia/Instagram for poetry. It lets you read poetry, read information about that poetry, list your favorites, and pair your own photos with poems.
Poetry Daily (iOS): An anthology of contemporary poetry for your phone that offers you a new poem daily.
Poetry Magazine (Android and iOS): The second app from the Poetry Foundation allows subscribers to access the digital edition of Poetry Magazine on their phones.
Pocket Poetry (iOS): One poem a day, delivered to your Apple devices.
THF Haiku (iOS): The Haiku Foundation’s portable library of haiku.
Daily Haiku (Android): Haiku from Cornell University’s Mann Library, delivered to your phone every day.
by A.J. O'CONNELL
9 Kasım 2018 Cuma
“I like you; your eyes are full of language." [Letter to Anne Clarke, July 3, 1964.]” ― Anne Sexton
Happy Birthday to Anne Sexton (November 9, 1928 – October 4, 1974) an American Poet and a Pulitzer Prize winner and one of my favourites.
In treatment, her therapist encouraged her to write and in 1957 Sexton joined writing groups in Boston that eventually led her to friendships and relationships with the poets Maxine Kumin, Robert Lowell, George Starbuck, and Sylvia Plath.
Sexton’s work is usually grouped with other Confessional poets such as Plath, Lowell, John Berryman, and W. D. Snodgrass. In an interview with Patricia Marx, Sexton discussed Snodgrass’s influence: “If anything influenced me it was W. D. Snodgrass’ Heart’s Needle.... It so changed me, and undoubtedly it must have influenced my poetry.
source: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/anne-sexton
In treatment, her therapist encouraged her to write and in 1957 Sexton joined writing groups in Boston that eventually led her to friendships and relationships with the poets Maxine Kumin, Robert Lowell, George Starbuck, and Sylvia Plath.
Sexton’s work is usually grouped with other Confessional poets such as Plath, Lowell, John Berryman, and W. D. Snodgrass. In an interview with Patricia Marx, Sexton discussed Snodgrass’s influence: “If anything influenced me it was W. D. Snodgrass’ Heart’s Needle.... It so changed me, and undoubtedly it must have influenced my poetry.
source: https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/anne-sexton
“Perhaps I am no one.
True, I have a body
and I cannot escape from it.
I would like to fly out of my head,
but that is out of the question.”
― Anne Sexton
Words
Be careful of words,
even the miraculous ones.
For the miraculous we do our best,
sometimes they swarm like insects
and leave not a sting but a kiss.
They can be as good as fingers.
They can be as trusty as the rock
you stick your bottom on.
But they can be both daisies and bruises.
Yet I am in love with words.
They are doves falling out of the ceiling.
They are six holy oranges sitting in my lap.
They are the trees, the legs of summer,
and the sun, its passionate face.
Yet often they fail me.
I have so much I want to say,
so many stories, images, proverbs, etc.
But the words aren't good enough,
the wrong ones kiss me.
Sometimes I fly like an eagle
but with the wings of a wren.
But I try to take care
and be gentle to them.
Words and eggs must be handled with care.
Once broken they are impossible
things to repair.”
― Anne Sexton
“Then all this became history.
Your hand found mine.
Life rushed to my fingers like a blood clot.
Oh, my carpenter,
the fingers are rebuilt.
They dance with yours.”
― Anne Sexton
8 Kasım 2018 Perşembe
“Once again...welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.” ― Bram Stoker, Dracula
Today is Abraham "Bram" Stoker's birthday (8 November 1847 – 20 April 1912).
During his lifetime, he was also known as the manager of the Lyceum Theatre in London. Stoker spent 27 years in the service of actor Sir Henry Irving, as his manager. Stoker published his first novel, The Snake’s Pass in 1890 with Dracula appearing in 1897. The Mystery of the Sea was published in 1902.
Dracula as a gothic novel is one of the most romantic masterpieces with beautiful lines regarding love and passion.
for further gothic reading you can check:
https://www.goodreads.com/list/show/1230.Best_Gothic_Books_Of_All_Time
Wojciech Kilar - "Bram Stoker's Dracula" (1992) - "Mina & Dracula" - live
5 Kasım 2018 Pazartesi
"Ein Haus ohne Bücher ist arm, auch wenn schöne Teppiche seinen Boden und kostbare Tapeten und Bilder die Wände bedecken". -Hermann Hesse
Be attentive- Be curious. This technique is what we have mentioned during the last lecture. Fore-edge painting, technique of painting the edges of the leaves, or folios, of a book, employed in the European Middle Ages. Manuscript books with gold-tooled bindings often had the edges of their pages gilded with burnished gold. They were also frequently goffered with heated tools and were occasionally coloured. From 1650 onward a number of London binders practiced a new decorative method of fore-edge painting: floral scrolls or scenes were painted upon the fanned-out fore-edge of the leaves and concealed by a normal gilt edge when the book was closed; they became visible only when it was opened. This decorative device was continued in the 18th century, but by the late 19th century fore-edge painting began to wane in popularity.
definition via: https://www.britannica.com/art/fore-edge-painting
For more Fore-edge painting please check: 40 Hidden Artworks Painted on the Edges of Books- https://twistedsifter.com/2013/09/hidden-artworks-on-the-edges-of-books/
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