Pavilion Hall at the Hermitage Museum. St Petersburg, Russia.
“I’ll go where you go”
Boring
Overused
May be a lie
“it seems to me my destiny is to be a bride of adventure”
Poetic af
Soft as hell
Invites many feels
Fortune Teller reading my palm: It just says “yikes.”
me: *gets touched by random wave of sadness*
me: so, this is what poets of Romanticism felt
what if instead of saying “no mourners, no funerals” the dregs said “no tea, no shade”
from now on it’s not ‘my body’ but 'the fragile external capsule for my deepest desires and anxiety’
be poetic. if you find the way the light falls through your window and onto your bedroom wall pretty, write about it. call it soft and golden as sunlit honey. if it makes you glad to be alive then it’s not silly. you look for the beauty of things, be proud of that. say the heavy rain is kissing you. write about the glow of the moon, the dancing of flowers. make your world magical. collect your metaphors and treasure them.
my personal list of greek myth retellings that are actually good and do something interesting with the myth:
The King Must Die and The Bull from the Sea, Mary Renault
Cassandra: A Novel and Four Essays, Christa Wolf
The Penelopiad, Margaret Atwood
The Lost Books of the Odyssey, Zachary Mason
Here the World Entire, Anwen Kya Hayward
Weight: The Myth of Atlas and Heracles, Jeanette Winterson
Achilles, Elizabeth Cook
Memorial: An Excavation of the Iliad, Alice Oswald
Averno, Louise Glück
Autobiography of Red, Anne Carson
Antigonick, Anne Carson
Oresteia, Robert Icke
Antigone, Jean Anouilh
Eurydice, Sarah Ruhl
Girl on an Altar, Marina Carr
Los Reyes, Julio Cortázar
Hadestown, Anaïs Mitchell
O Brother Where Art Thou, Coen Brothers
honorable mention to Ursula K. Le Guin's Lavinia which doesn't count on a technicality
The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T.S. Eliot
Sometimes you feel like editing percabeth 2.0
why do people always ask me about sexual fantasies but never about my other fantasies? i don’t think about dick, jonathan. i think about wearing a haute couture dress and a princess tiara and running around a stone palace with sunlight and enough mirrors around to bask in my aesthetic glory.