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Ann Neilson

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For a little more information about who I am, simply click on the link above.

May as well get this out there sometime.

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In order to broaden my online presence, I have created both Twitter and Tumblr accounts. Feel free to keep up with me and my shenanigans by heading on over to either page—or don’t, I truly don’t mind either way. 

I’m Not Dead

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.

-Ann

The Death of a Caroline Griswold

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.

The saddest thing you will ever read. 

Mark Rothko-An Arising Obsession

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.

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Blue, Green, and Brown, 1951
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Green Over Blue, 1956
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Underground Fantasy
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Untitiled, 1940
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Untitled Painting in Red and Black, 1955

Don’t Hug me I’m Scared-My Latest Obsession

You can see the quirky videos here and here. I am pretty much head-over-heels for that clock.

Warning: these are pretty grotesque, so be prepared. They are not what they truly seem, which is what makes them ingenious, in my opinion.

I hope that everyone is having a blessed new year so far. I am SO glad 2013 is over, that was an awful year. 

An Unnamed Poem, Written By Myself

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 waltz,

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.)

Tonight, I Perform

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. 

I am thankful for so many things today. Ultimately, I am thankful that I can serve God and that he has granted me life…time and time again. 

Happy Thanksgiving, my American friends. Happy Hanukkah to my Jewish friends. May God bless you all. 

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