The Case for Memorizing Poetry
The grandest claim for memorizing poetry is made by Clive James, himself a formidable repository of memorized verse. In his book “Cultural Amnesia,” James declares that “the future of the humanities as a common possession depends on the restoration of a simple, single ideal: getting poetry by heart.” A noble sentiment. I just wish that James had given us some reason for thinking it was true. I...
Wise men talk because they have something to say; fools, because they have to...– Plato (via mixoparthenos)
My grandmother, my beloved mamita, told me today that ever since I was a baby I seem to feel the world. My highs are very high and my lows are very low. She said my cousins were happy go lucky kids, but I always seemed to see and feel things deeper. Hmm.
Music has no religion, politics, sexual preference. Music is free.– Lady GaGa (via lavenderdays)
Deep reading — the kind that you engage in when you get lost in the syntax and...– Wife/Mother/Worker/Spy - The Endless First Chapter - NYTimes.com (via karigee) (via whilebird) (via literarypiano) (via somethingchanged) (via robot-heart)
mixoparthenos: This may sound corny, but let’s just have a big cuddle puddle. It’d be ideal if it took up a whole room… AT LEAST. I’m being serious. YES.
I just think when you’re a pretty young girl you should be free and happy.– Sway (via mixoparthenos)
A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.– Elbert Hubbard (via misswallflower)
i’m running the honolulu marathon on sunday, thousands of miles away from my family. i was a little upset today at the thought of not having loved ones cheering me on. i thought “poor me, poor me.” but i realized that i should be grateful that i am young and able to train for a marathon in less than three months. there are people who would do anything to run or move, period,...
Regina Spektor: Refreshingly Candid : NPR →
wander-lust: yearslater:capucha: Listening to this interview/live session right now. Such a treat.
Oh, the terrible struggle that I have had against sleep so often of late, the...– Lucy (Dracula by Bram Stoker) (via howtofightloneliness)