#And the song the poem is after

[amelodie]

The Whitlams - Melbourne (live on Recovery, 1998)

[lotrmusical]

poll time. yes this is just a ploy to get people to recommend me poems

if yes, let me know which poems/recite some for me in the tags!

[crumblinggothicarchitecture]

Taylor Swift: The Lyric Thief- Evermore Edition.

Do y'all know about this?

Swift's lyric "How's one to know/ I'd meet you where the spirit meets the bone" ("Ivy" 2020).

Great, interesting lyric from Swift's own mind, right? WRONG.

Originally, it came from a poem called "Compassion" written by Miller Williams in 1997.

Here is the poem:

Have compassion for everyone you meet, even if they don’t want it. What seems conceit, bad manners, or cynicism is always a sign of things no ears have heard, no eyes have seen. You do not know what wars are going on down there where the spirit meets the bone. (Williams, 1997)

It's later used as an album title "Down Where the Spirit Meets the Bone" that Miller William's daughter, Lucinda Williams, published in 2014.

She also used the line, that her father ORGINALLY wrote, in a song tribute to him called "Compassion" on that same 2014 album.

Can we please stop pretending Swift is a genius? When, in fact, all of her most "intelligent" and "powerful" lyrics are lines outright taken from other works in literary, and musical, canon.

She's just a derivative fraud who wants all of her fans to think she's the one coming up with all these ideas.

She stole the line from a woman who used it as a tribute to her dying Father- the original author- who is now passed.

Not only did Swift rip the line out of a tribute album written to the original writer- but she also put the line in a dumb song that romanticizes cheating. She writes, "dare to sit a watch what we'll become/ and drink my husband's wine" ("Ivy" 2020). Clearly, the whole song is about a woman who is cheating on her husband.

The original intention of the line itself is about having compassion for other people, while taking care to have humility and resist the allure of cynicism. It's a poem about caring for your fellow man- and resisting despair in life. Arguably, it is also a poem about mental health issues and respecting those who may struggle. Swift twists the line to describe meeting a clandestine hookup and cheating on her husband.

Not only did she yank the line right out of someone else’s work, with no credit given to the original intention of the line or the original author- but she also made it about such a selfish, sick, thing to do- cheating on a spouse.

The original intention of the line was so kind and empathetic. She ruined it with her endorsement of cavalier attitudes towards moral corruption :(

[llovelymoonn]

favourite poems of august

marge piercy circles on the water: selected poems of marge piercy: "for the young who want to"

marilyn chin fruit études

lisa olstein radio crackling, radio gone: "the hypnotist's daughter"

elizabeth willis address: "the witch"

jana prikryl the after party: "to tell of bodies changed"

diane seuss backyard song

alison c. rollings original [sin]

gerard malanga cornelius...cornelius gurlitt

todd boss rocket

beyza ozer to summarise a galaxy

john foy night vision: "woods"

clodagh beresford dunne ford galaxy

dorianne laux smoke: "heart"

anthony madrid like a cloud above the ravine

pascale petit swamp deer

frank o'hara maurice ravel

adonis selected poems: "desert" (tr. khaled mattawa)

sonja johanson three deer in oquossoc

melissa stein terrible blooms: "lemon and cedar"

w. s. di piero having my cards read

thomas hoagland bible study

peter campion big avalanche ravine

alberto ríos the smallest muscle in the human body: "rabbits and fire"

lena khalaf tuffaha water & salt: "mountain, stone"

josephine miles desert

jeanne murray walker invocation to convince a baby already more than twelve days overdue to come out of the womb

andrew hudgins the imagined copperhead

robert carr stargazing while sedated

mary ruefle among the musk ox people: poems: "blood soup"

jack collom red car goes by: selected poems 1955-2000: "bald eagle count"

mahmoud darwish to a young poet (tr. fady joudah)

kofi

[reddamselette]

You’re in everything I see and smell and hear and feel. The heat and warmth from the sun, the crackle of the fire of the camp’s hearth that almost holds echoes of your laugh. Sometimes I would visit the forge hoping to find you there but I never do. The realization hits me harder every time because I miss you so much that I hate you. I miss you. I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you I miss you.

I miss you. We were supposed to be happy, Firefly. We had plans and a future. I miss you. I miss you so much that I want to die to be with you. Why do you always leave me? I miss you.

I love you.

— J. G

[rashomon-vu]

Come out and haunt me

I know you want me

Come out and haunt me

- Apocalypse, Cigarettes after Sex

[justforthemoon]

You wanna be loved so bad,

They said

You wanna be loved

How simple

How cruel

How sweet

The sting of it rings

A bell chime in my soul

The deepest parts of me

My hope

My desire

My shame

Is it such an ugly thing

To be desperate

Is it such an ugly thing

To want

How intensely must I diminish myself

To be palatable

And wanted

And sane

I wanna be loved so bad

I wanna be

Loved

So bad

The truth hurts

The truth will set

You

Free

And I want to be loved

I want to be loved

I want to be loved!!!

[johnslittlespoon]

bucky loves buck like a dog loves his owner.

i'll sleep on the foot of your bed every night. you can curl your fingers in my hair when you wake up with your chest feeling a little too tight and your mind a little too dark. you can tug, i don't mind it if stings. i would sleep on the floor, too, if you asked.

i hope you have a good day. i'll sit at the door and wait. i'd curl up on the porch through all the seasons, unmoving, patient, if it's what you wanted. i'll love you when you want me to, i'll back off when you don't. it's okay if it hurts.

look at this stick i brought you! it's neat, isn't it? it's better than the last five, right? am i entertaining enough for you? do i still make you smile hard enough to make up for everything else? am i too much? you could never be too much for me. i want everything you'll give me.

you are my favourite. person, thing, smell, taste, place, sound, feeling. it's okay if i'm not yours. just let me feel your glow, let me be around you, it's good enough for me, i promise.

let me be your passenger, i'll hang my head out the window, make sure your travels aren't lonely. you don't have to give me anything in return. i can be patient and quiet. all for you.

don't count on it? there's nothing to count on if you aren't here. you are my world. it's always you, always has been. i'm all yours, even if you don't want me. i'll wait for you, always. count on that.

just please don't take too long to come home.

[laugtherhyena]

And now that your rose is in bloom, a light hits the gloom on the gray

[aechlys]

Honestly, I see misty, mossy forest pictures and all I hear now is a desperately sung "私は獣にあなたは妖精に生まれ..."

"I a beast and you a fairy were we born... Just for this one twinkling of a human moment tasting each other, we live..."

"Body like willowy torchlight softly cast The color of the lake shadowy but also rather of a deep lamentation"

"Even breath forgetting... Your voice far away... 'You will know I...am not...here...' "

"If there is writhing agony In your heart's depths... 'I have known that you...are not...here...' "

"I a beast and you a fairy were we born... Just for this one twinkling of a human moment tasting each other, we live..."

"No one even knows..."

"On the b e d of the l a k e..."

"If this is a dream I beg to just remain in it...always...forever..."

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original lyrics by Atsushi Sakurai, music by Masami Tsuchiya, translation by myself, Aechlys. >DO NOT REPOST ANYWHERE or I will send ghosts after you.

[nightmarist]

Solas: Our people used to be here. Sera: Pfft, you say that everywhere. Solas: It is more true than you want to believe. Sera: I bet, right? Who wants to think about stepping on dead elves? Solas: Din elvhen emma him? Sera: Oh, you felt that one.

Din - Death, the dead Elvhen - elves, the people, etc Emma - within, deep, very, really (adverb?) Him - become, to lead

Potentially: Do you want to become a dead elf? (a threat)

[inafever]

The Wreckers - Neil Gaiman

[p4nishers]

can we actually take a moment and remember swan upon leda? can we actually shut the fuck up and sit the fuck down and think about our lord and savior swan upon leda because i'm tired of doing it alone every single day guys

[haveyoureadthispoem-poll]

"The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk"

Read it here | Reblog for a larger sample size!

[trickstersaint]

adam opens his eyes in the laboratory // april 8 2023

[her-canine-teeth]

bad astrology by flower face