/lit/ - Literature

>>14839420
>he will never give your book a positive review

>>12949688
>What are you writing, /lit/?

Trash. I am writing trash.

PEACE! peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep,—
He hath awakened from the dream of life;
’T is we who, lost in stormy visions, keep
With phantoms an unprofitable strife,
And in mad trance strike with our spirit’s knife
Invulnerable nothings. We decay
Like corpses in a charnel; fear and grief
Convulse us and consume us day by day,
And cold hopes swarm like worms within our living clay.

He has outsoared the shadow of our night;
Envy and calumny, and hate and pain,
And that unrest which men miscall delight,
Can touch him not and torture not again;
From the contagion of the world’s slow stain
He is secure, and now can never mourn
A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain;
Nor when the spirit’s self has ceased to burn,
With sparkless ashes load an unlamented urn.

He lives, he wakes,—’t is Death is dead, not he;
Mourn not for Adonais. Thou young dawn,
Turn all thy dew to splendor, for from thee
The spirit thou lamentest is not gone;
Ye caverns and ye forests, cease to moan!
Cease, ye faint flowers and fountains, and thou air,
Which like a mourning veil thy scarf hadst thrown
O’er the abandoned earth, now leave it bare
Even to the joyous stars which smile on its despair!

He is made one with Nature: there is heard
His voice in all her music, from the moan
Of thunder to the song of night’s sweet bird;
He is a presence to be felt and known
In darkness and in light, from herb and stone,
Spreading itself where’er that Power may move
Which has withdrawn his being to its own;
Which wields the world with never-wearied love,
Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above.

>>11204604

>>10788754
great job everybody

>Under the Volcano was Lowry's soul-crushing, tragic Inferno
>He had plans to write analogs to Purgatorio and Paradiso, and with the clearly autobiographical elements of UtV that means he had hope for his own redemption
>Tfw alcoholism killed him before he could get himself out of hell
>Tfw we will never read the prose of UtV turned into his beautiful redemption story

>>9511112

having children in a pre-transhumanist world of scarcity where additional people are no longer necessary for survival or progress is ethically wrong

refute

>>4882287

>>4848606
>Be me
>Get home from school, 3:45
>See dad in the kitchen
>This is strange, since he normally works late
>"So Anon, I noticed you've been reading a lot lately"
>"Yeah..."
>"Well you might as well start with the good stuff, eh?"
>"Yeah, I suppose so"
>He reaches into his bag
>Pulls out Naked Lunch
>Hands it to me
>"T-thanks, Dad!"
>"Here, one more"
>Hands me Ham on Rye
>Winks
>"C-c-cool, I'll read these"
>Before I can escape he pins me down, strips me naked, and starts shoving ham sandwiches down my throat
>"THIS'LL TEACH YA TO READ DEM NIG NOG BOOKS YA HEAR YOU LITTLE SHIT"
>Dry, stale bread gets caught in my throat as I manage to squeak out "You betcha!" With a bleary-eyed grin
>He kicks my naked body one last time before leaving me to cry on the kitchen floor
>covered in cold-cuts like a scene out of a deli bukkake flick
Th-thanks dad

so everyone here fucking hates stephen king, right?

>>4585807
>preface spoils the main plot points to explain themes to the plebs