#maria negroni

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[planetefantome]

Is there a violence sadder than the word island?

— Islandia, Maria Negroni

[geomine]

Lo dijo la filósofa Maria Zambrano: escribir es defender el silencio en que se está.

“El corazón del daño” de María Negroni

[what-do-you-mean-theyre-evil]

MEET MY OC's!

Part 1, Part 2: Big Bitch Brigade, Part 3, Part 4

Apps used Artbreeder, Reface, and FaceApp

Nathan (Nate) E. Banks

{Not a fan of how Reface white washed him ngl}

Age: 36

Birthday: May 8th

MBTI: ENTJ-A

Alignment: Neutral Good

HH: Hufflepuff

✨Bi Wife Energy✨, married to Yelena the lucky bastard

Token Straight

He/Him

Height: 195.1 cm (6'4)

Favorite Color(s): Teal

Favorite Food: French Onion Soup

Favorite Drink: Pomegranate Juice

Favorite Music Genre: Country

Style Choice: He cold

Hobbies: Crocheting, Construction, D&D, DJing, 3D Printing

QUOTE:

Maria (Mimi) G. King

Age: 31

Birthday: January 15th

MBTI: ISTJ-A

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

HH: Ravenclaw

Stronk; if I die by their hands do not prosecute them! They caught me slippin'

She/They

Aro-ace

Height: 182.88 cm (6'0)

Favorite Color(s): Orange, Gold

Favorite Food: Quiche

Favorite Drink: Vanilla Vodka Chai

Favorite Music Genre: Bollywood Pop

Style Choice: Business but make it ✨Athletic✨

Hobbies: Cosplaying, Binge Watching, Chess, Book Restoration

Quote: If you want to simp, you have to pay the pimp. *Directed at Nate

Yelena (Lanie) C. King-Banks

Age: 30

Birthday: December 18th

MBTI: ISFJ-T

Alignment: Lawful Good

HH: Slytherin

I have made her look meaner than her sister, this is not the case

She/Her

Bisexual

Height: 207.3 cm (6'8)

Favorite Color(s): Violet

Favorite Food: Shepherds Pie

Favorite Drink: Mojito (originally it was negroni, by itself, but I didn't post this before HotD aired)

Favorite Music Genre: Reggaeton

Style Choice: Eternal Summer

Hobbies: Bullet Journaling, Astronomy, Blacksmithing, D&D

Quote: They go low, I go to hell. Don't try me.

[dreamofmourning]

María Negroni, Night Journey (tr. Anne Twitty)

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María Negroni & Karina Beltrán

¿Quién le teme a un autorretrato de artista? La pregunta me

sorprendió medio dormida y no supe contestar. Nada de

respuestas elitistas, me dije, ni de jergas que dejan al lector

impresionado y sin fe. Entonces encontré un método y lo

apliqué sin más: me encerré en un corralito de infancia,

dispuesta a explorar las teorías del daño, la riesgosa armonía,

los deseos que quedan cuando termina el deseo. No volví a

asomarme al mundo. Toda autora en tránsito acaba en sí

misma y sus consiguientes silogismos.

- María Negroni, de Interludio en Berlín

- Karina Beltrán, Viaje de Ida 2016

[athorino]

Negroni M by Athorino https://www.instagram.com/p/B3NwmGpAHpQuxwGTS7YmdSxYSSOUtLl-exmP3U0/?igshid=1g1mx4jd40lsy

[las-microfisuras]

se espera

que un pájaro sediento

reniegue

de la abstracción del canto

que el corazón dé un salto

y de pronto sepa

estrictamente

nada

que algún dolor encuentre

formulación ninguna

tiempo hace que no hace

más que un vacío atronador

el mundo sin su mundo

en franjas de infinito

y es tanto

tan poquísimamente

lo que el pájaro escrito

sabe traducir

tan muda

su líquida visión

atada a la prosodia

se espera siempre

lo que no puede

esperarse

se va de medio cielo

a gracia plena

……….a plena plaza humana

y allí se busca

corregir los discursos

del anhelo y la falta

se espera que el círculo

coincida con el centro

y el centro

con los intervalos

que las piedras se afilen

con cada fracaso

que las notas del pájaro

hagan de la herida

herida necesaria

• María Negroni, de "Oratorio"

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“Like Nosferatu or Carmilla, poets are creatures of the temporal abyss (which is also the abyss of lacking identity), rapt individuals who cling to the ruined castle of their projections, who are exasperated by having to witness eternally what never stops dying. Maybe that’s why they say so little and, when they do, they babble interjections, rhythms, disremembered things, as if that might bring them a little closer to the meaning of the body that banished them and fend off, for once, the motionless night. With every amorous attack, they return to sorrow as to an infallible safe-conduct and renew a pact that entails secret obligations: their paraphernalia of cruelty lends them the dark beauty particular to fleeting images. All contamination implies trembling, dizzying shadows. (It is imperative to make it through the night alive.) Their hunger is for words––as Hölderlin says––to open like flowers. On the threshold of naming, the poem chooses, in extremis, an edifying misfortune: it holds back, defeated and defiant, like a widower identifying with death.“

—  María Negroni, from Dark Museum (tr. Michelle Gil-Montero)

[dreamofmourning]

María Negroni, Night Journey (tr. Anne Twitty)

[darkmuseum]

The human, we might say, in its most primitive form, enveloped by passion, always possesses something horrible--something like an inexpugnable sin, an asphyxiating symbiosis, an acid that corrodes everything it touches. Any given body can transform, suddenly, into the receptacle of illicit fantasies. Unleashing ordeal, criminality. Rousing the animal hibernating in its cave.

María Negroni, Dark Museum.

[thebrierpatch]

What if time were lawless? Where do you keep what wasn’t? They go on like this and that you never know what kills you and January sun and you just came just like a breath and worked me to confine my body’s surrounds to the exacting beauty of lack.

María Negroni 

From the collection Riddance (Original Spanish title:  Andanza)

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