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noxaeternaetc · 4 months
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I dreamed that I was living slowly, More slowly than an ancient stone – A nightmare: above me, around me, below me All shook, twitched, sprouted. I alone was still. I saw the urgent force that split the soil as trees burst free, singing in voices cracked and hoarse. Each season flew off after the others: a dizzying whirl of rainbow colors. I saw the trembling of the sea, its swelling and its hasty shrinking, a giant gullet always drinking. Day vanished into night and came alight again like flickering flame. Those gesturing things showed such intense desperation and eloquence, awoken from paralysis to struggle, wild and merciless... How could it be I never guessed, I never saw the truth till now? I must forget again – but how?
M. Vasalis (1909-1998), translation David McKay, 2020 From: The Enchanting Verses, Dutch Poetry edition, ed. David Colmer
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drizzledrawings · 2 years
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O lei O lai O lord
ID: 3 portraits, the first is of Arthur Morgan holding a gun, his hat is covering half of his face, he has blood around his mouth. Underneath it reads “the soldier”
The second portrait is of Hosea Matthews, his eyes are closed and he has blood spreading on his shirt. There’s an open book in front of him
The third portrait is of Dutch Van der Linde, he his holding a lit cigar and has blood on his hands. The smoke is swirling around his face
Each of the portraits has a sun like symbol behind their heads
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fru1tt0ast · 5 months
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idk if you hate dutch van der linde and refuse to look at the complexities of his character and use critical thinking skills, deciding to call him a greedy manipulative abuser and treat him like literal demon hellspawn, get off my page for real. the way that some of y'all treat mentally ill people is disgusting.
​it also really rubs me wrong when people talk about how dutch is greedy and is motivated by money, too. like... he very clearly is not? obviously he is concerned about money, as is everyone in the WHOLE GAME, but that's not what his entire life revolves around. he donates money to the camp and talks about how much he cares about the gang and wants them to be stable. his motivation for money is to make sure the people he cares about are well taken care of and safe.
i'm gonna link a great video about dutch's mental health, i encourage y'all to watch it.
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yourdailyqueer · 2 months
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Jef Last (deceased)
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
DOB: 2 May 1898
RIP: 15 February 1972 
Ethnicity: White - Dutch
Occupation: Poet, writer, teacher, veteran
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silversoulss · 24 days
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filipviewer-dot-exe · 7 months
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A good friend of mine is writing their thesis on trans poetry in the Netherlands. If you feel addressed in any way (non-dutch trans poets who live in the Netherlands, you count too!): be sure to check out the post for how you can help!
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bucklemonster2 · 8 months
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4.49 Fleeing from the Cliff
26/01/2024
4.49 Fleeing from the Cliff
A Poem by Emilia Sameyn
NEDERLANDS BENEDEN
One Runs
Some in Circles
Others Back and Forth
Searching for Feel Good Feelings
Buying oneself more Time
Movement makes one go High
After a While
Feeling like a Slender Giant
Yet, Stare in the Mirror
Exhausted
White Face
Face it!
All you do is Run
From Death!
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26/01/2024
4.49 Op de Vlucht voor de Kloof
Een Gedicht van Emilia Sameyn
Één Loopt Sommige in Cirkels Anderen Heen en Weer Opzoek naar Voel-Goed Gevoelens
Zichzelf meer Tijd Kopen
Beweging maakt je High Na een Tijd Één voelt zich als een Slanke Reus Toch, Staar in de Spiegel Uitgeput Wit Gezicht Zie! Het Enige wat je doet is Rennen Van de Dood!
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hylorien · 1 year
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He will tear your city down, oh lei, oh lai, oh lord.
He will slay you with his tongue, oh lei, oh lai, oh lord.
Smeared with oil, like David's boy, oh lei, oh lai, oh lord.
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ijzelen-ijzel · 4 months
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Decided to post this separately and as a reblog, this is for 22. “Eastern” from @nosebleedclub prompt list
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nadinenc · 5 months
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Help a beginning writer out?
Hi everyone! :) I am writing a fantasy book, and my main characters are poc (indigenous and black). My fantasy concept gets pretty complicated over their identities, so I would love to have someone look over my shoulder to give ethical (if that's the right word) advice or have conversations with them about this. Ideally, I would be able to do some research on my own but this gets so specific that it's hard to find sources. Would anyone be interested in this, or know any sources, or have any other tips? :) Thank youuu, have a good day and I believe in your writing/art :-) You got this! (it's loosely based on Peter Pan and is wlw if that helps convince anyone :D)
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rhioth · 1 year
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i have one more, horrible, terrible sad part to write (we’re at 19000 words BABEY) and then IT WILL BE RELEASED INTO THE WILD im crying WRITING IT
sooo here’s a little blurb while it’s still brewing akxndks
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noxaeternaetc · 4 months
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Poem and drawings by Fritzi Harmsen ten Beek (1927-2007), Dutch poet.
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itssickening · 1 year
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seventwentysevenam · 1 year
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Een miljoen dingen
Waarom zou ik kiezen
uit een miljoen dingen?
Ik heb tijd genoeg
om alles te doen
Tegenwoordig moet ik kiezen
uit een miljoen dingen
En het start allemaal
veel te vroeg
Ik kon helemaal niet kiezen
uit een miljoen dingen
Welke carrière volg jij
voor de rest van je leven?
Als ik echt moet kiezen
uit een miljoen dingen
Dan kies ik ze allemaal
of ik zal toch proberen
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classicswhore · 1 year
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fonkeloog · 2 years
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Lonely together
I am alone,
too many people around me.
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In this time of celebration,
I've never been so lonely
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You're with me,
Being lonely, but not alone
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Soon we will close our eyes and I will realize, when we are together like this, me and you.
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In this time of celebration,
I've never been happier.
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