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May as well get this out there sometime.
It has been well over a year since my last post, a Birthday article for the beloved Charles Fenno Hoffman. Since then, I have continued my Poeana studies, but regret to say I have not had the time to properly sit down and dedicate more time to writing pieces for this blog. I will try to remedy this soon and hope to present more articles regarding literary figures and tales from Poe’s era (just as a heads up for where the content of my blog is going).
I’m wishing you all the best and will (hopefully) see you all again soon.
Rufus Griswold, that jerk I mentioned a few posts back, is beginning to grow on me, which if you know me well is completely bizarre. I used to completely detest the man. Any who. Through my dear friend (whose Twitter you can find here) I was given notice of a letter that Grizzle wrote to another gentleman after his wife, Caroline, had passed away, which discusses her death. It is absolutely heartbreaking and I felt deeply compelled to share. Never have I been so moved to tears by a letter–never have I been moved by any letter, really. Anyway, here you go, I’ve posted a link to it below.
I am in love with his style. Below are five of my favorite pieces of his. In a nutshell, this Latvian-born artist was a genius amidst the (what we consider now) contemporary art scene.
I hope that everyone is having a blessed new year so far. I am SO glad 2013 is over, that was an awful year.
A mystical summer of dancing faeries and glowing will-o-wisps encompasses the burning heart,
fueled by the pallor of the iridescent moon above.
Ocean waves echo hands gently strumming
the harp in one’s soul,
a raw, gentle movement stirring within.
Shall you too join in the choreographed ballet,
the native dance of heart and harp,
of moon and ocean,
of faeries and will-o-wisps?
Tranquility draws into dewdrops forming a haunting,
melancholy mist over all who watch or weep, who dance or sleep tonight.
Time stops and stirs,
et la danse de la nuit est éternelle.
(Author’s note: please let me know what you think! It’s still in the works, I think.)
I will be acting in a one act play alongside another good friend of mine. We will be performing Watermelon Boats, an adorable play that takes a serious turn on life and growing up, also exploring key themes of friendship and abortion.
Please wish me luck-er-that I break a leg.
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