/lit/ - Literature

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Cool namefag/tripfag circle jerk in here guys.
xD

>>1662711
Hey Hakas.

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>>1662637
>Implying Amnesiac is a good album.
>Implying Radiohead are that good.

You're not missing anything.

I think you should just read it.

That's not the lyrics booklet for Captain Beefheart and his Magic Band's Trout Mask Replica.

I love Björk.

I watched Christopher and his Kind on the BBC yesterday.
It was pretty gay.

>>1648529
Sorry for bumping my literature based thread whilst also pointing out the stupidity of certain posters.

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>>1648314
Before you could find the same information on the internet if you actually wanted to read it.
>>1648346
You seem mad that Brownbear contributes to this board.

Introductions and prefaces are useless and outdated.

MOON.
A Clockwork Orange.

>>1648224
Hey Truman. I was in Glasgow today. I saw a guy that looked like you.

Yeah, just who are all these new tripfriends?
xD

>>1644677
Ha.

Teehee.

>>1644171
You can thank Jan Tschichold for that.

A waste of £150.

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Read these as well as most Seuss books.
A House for Hermit Crab - Eric Carle had some of the finest illustration I've seen.

>>1643423
Teehee.

I know that I shall meet my fate
Somewhere among the clouds above;
Those that I fight I do not hate,
Those that I guard I do not love;
My country is Kiltartan Cross,
My countrymen Kiltartan's poor,
No likely end could bring them loss
Or leave them happier than before.
Nor law, nor duty bade me fight,
Nor public men, nor cheering crowds,
A lonely impulse of delight
Drove to this tumult in the clouds;
I balanced all, brought all to mind,
The years to come seemed waste of breath,
A waste of breath the years behind
In balance with this life, this death.


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If you're not going to contribute, please leave.

I forgot to mention your use of typefaces is an abomination.
Nice drop shadow and gradient bro.

I have a rendezvous with Death
At some disputed barricade,
When Spring comes back with rustling shade
And apple-blossoms fill the air
I have a rendezvous with Death
When Spring brings back blue days and fair.

It may be he shall take my hand
And lead me into his dark land
And close my eyes and quench my breath
It may be I shall pass him still.
I have a rendezvous with Death
On some scarred slope of battered hill,
When Spring comes round again this year
And the first meadow-flowers appear.

God knows 'twere better to be deep
Pillowed in silk and scented down,
Where Love throbs out in blissful sleep,
Pulse nigh to pulse, and breath to breath,
Where hushed awakenings are dear...
But I've a rendezvous with Death
At midnight in some flaming town,
When Spring trips north again this year,
And I to my pledged word am true,
I shall not fail that rendezvous.