Jimmi Campkin & Basilike Pappa at Sudden Denouement Literary Collective.
“The sun is hot enough to melt a bank vault and we recline across the monolith of grey in this wasteland; like a mortuary without the building, like a coroner without the science, as loved ones without the care. The stones…”
https://suddendenouement.com/2019/06/29/double-bind-jimmi-campkin-basilike-pappa/
Originally published on Silent Hour.
“While stroking an octopus, it is easy to fall into reverie. To share such a moment of deep tranquility with another being, especially one as different from us as the octopus, is a humbling privilege… an uplink to universal consciousness.”
– The Soul of an Octopus: A Surprising Exploration into the Wonder of Consciousness by naturalist, writer, and documentary filmmaker Sy Montgomery.
Art by David Delamare.
Guest Artist: Christina Rusakova at Sudden Denouement Literary Collective
Christina Rusakova is a Russian poet. She can be found at instagram at Polunochnitsaaa.
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“The creative instinct is … an enormous extra vitality, a super-energy, born inexplicably in an individual… — an energy which no single life can consume.”
– Pearl S. Buck, the Youngest Woman to Receive the Nobel Prize in Literature (born today)
Art by Indra Grusaite.
Guest Writer: Tofu “Errant Pleasures” on Sudden Denouement Literary Collective
“I am lost.
labyrinth in static motion,
kaleidoscope-violated prism,
glass veins and sticky lacerations
amphetamine-laced burrowing into skin
and I’ve forgotten your scent……
https://suddendenouement.com/2019/06/24/guest-writer-tofu-errant-pleasures/
[photo: Clara Bow]
“I am Tofu, a twenty-one year old poet. I reside in British Columbia, in a rural neighbourhood, surrounded by power lines and open fields. My work is influenced by trauma, uncomfortable sensations, and the people of my past, present, and future. I’ve trekked through periods of poverty, chaos, peace and growth, and weave my experiences into intimate and vulnerable poetry. I hope only to encourage thought and empathy from the people who read my work.”
I also have a personal Instagram at @tofulori.
Her writing can be found at Tofu.poetry.blog.
Instagram: @tofulori
Offing = the more distant part of the sea in view.
An online literary magazine: https://theoffingmag.com/.
I have never seen a picture that truly captures the beauty of the ocean, but here, at the Offing, I have read the words that do.
“I’ve developed into quite a swan. I’m one of those people that will probably look better and better as I get older – until I drop dead of beauty.”
– Rufus Wainwright
Art – Frank Brangwyn – The Swans, 1921.
A great story of loud light and bright whisper at Sudden Denouement Literary Collective:
The Light At The End Of The Tunnel
They all said the same,
that the light
at the end
of the tunnel
had been switched off.
She didn’t believe it.
https://suddendenouement.com/2019/06/13/guest-writer-lynn-white-the-light-at-the-end-of-the-tunnel/
[Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality and writes hoping to find an audience for her musings. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud ‘War Poetry for Today’ competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Apogee, Firewords, Peach Velvet, Light Journal and So It Goes. Find Lynn at: https://lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com and https://www.facebook.com/Lynn-White-Poetry-1603675983213077/]
“Literature and butterflies are the two sweetest passions known to man.”
– Vladimir Nabokov
Art by Annie Stegg.
