“Literature and butterflies are the two sweetest passions known to man.”
– Vladimir Nabokov
Art by Annie Stegg.
Literature and butterflies
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It’s dark…
“It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them. I was so preposterously serious in those days… Lightly, lightly – it’s the best advice ever given me…So throw away your baggage and go forward. There are quicksands all about you, sucking at your feet, trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair. That’s why you must walk so lightly. Lightly my darling…”
– Aldous Huxley – Island
Art – Descent of Man by Rebecca Yanovskaya.
Mariah Voutilainen Reviews Anthology Volume I: Writings from the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective
SUDDEN DENOUEMENT’S ANTHOLOGY VOLUME I: WRITINGS FROM THE SUDDEN DENOUEMENT LITERARY COLLECTIVE DEMONSTRATES DIVERGENCE IN A MULTITUDE OF WAYS
…By the time I began reading the final third of the Anthology, I wished for respite from the unearthing of discontent and the unforgiving barrage of reality, even as it was sometimes cloaked in fantastical imagery. And a partial reprieve came in the form of odes to the seasons: “The Marigold of months has sure begun./Fling back the shutters and let down your Hair…” (Lois Linkens’ “the Yellow month”) and Spring has “a vessel/for the softest fragrance” (Iulia Halatz’s “Song of Spring”). There are testaments to romance and even epic love like Eayre’s “Out of My Hands,” but little if any frivolous romanticism here, just reality painted in elegantly brash words and unique imagery. Finally and fittingly, remembrances of death serve as the beginning of the end of the Anthology. In those poems and prose, I saw the openness of heart and strength of spirit required to allow total strangers to see the pain of losing a loved one…
Read the entire review at www.indieblu.net.
Strange new thing
“At first people refuse to believe that a strange new thing can be done, then they begin to hope it can be done, then they see it can be done–then it is done and all the world wonders why it was not done centuries ago.”
― Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden
Illustration by Inga Moore.
Write hard and clear
“Write hard and clear about what hurts.”
–Ernest Hemingway
Art by Martin Wittfooths.
Be daring!
“Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace, the slaves of the ordinary.”
– Cecil Beaton
Art photography by Cecil Beaton.
I have named you queen
“I have named you queen.
There are taller than you, taller.
There are purer than you, purer.
There are lovelier than you, lovelier.
But you are the queen.
When you go through the streets
No one recognizes you.
No one sees your crystal crown, no one looks
At the carpet of red gold
That you tread as you pass,
The nonexistent carpet.
And when you appear
All the rivers sound
In my body, bells
Shake the sky,
And a hymn fills the world.
Only you and I,
Only you and I, my love,
Listen to it.”
Pablo Neruda – Love Poems
Art by Olive Hockin.
The only
“You are the only person I can talk with about the shade of a cloud, about the song of a thought…”
– Vladimir Nabokov‘s love letter to his wife Vera
Art by Carl Schweninger, Jr.
Introducing New Sudden Denouement Writer Vicki Wilson
Vicki Wilson, a strong new voice in the secret language at Sudden Denouement:
“The pause
It is the pause
Between heartbeats
Where I await the echo
To signal that it can beat again…
…that I can breathe again…”
Read the whole piece: https://suddendenouement.com/2019/06/07/guest-writer-vicki-wilson/
I am an amateur poet, published author and professional technical analyst… all of these things mean I basically solve puzzles for a living, and to keep from dying. I know this because I died once. Metaphorically. Six years of a slow death by industrialised decision making. In the end I was so numb to living I ceased to exist. But burn-out has a silver lining, you wake up and all you have left is steel and the rich black of sticky charcoal to make your mark. I am still learning how to hold a pen, how to form words into a living thing, but my scratchings are mine, they are made with the corpse of who I was. I offer them as evidence I exist.
I have recently published a children’s book – written and illustrated by myself – under the banner of dragonflypublishing. You can find me there writing my next one: https://www.facebook.com/dragonflypublishing.au.
Poetry, beauty, romance, love
“We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.”
– N.H. Kleinbaum, Dead Poets Society
Art by Romany Soup.
