okay the picture was already funny but then I hit play and completely lost my shit
oh to have a fraction of the swag the average background character in sleeping beauty does
youre right im sorry
theyre so fucking color and shape bro
this was supposed to be 15 note post but im glad everyone sees my vision.
This whole semester I've been in a poetry class with poets dealing with poetry and I have no idea what's going on at any point in time. As a prose writer I'm used to being able to point at something and say "This is or isn't working for me for xyz reasons" but the poets are using words like lineation and syntax and enjambment and kinda floating around giving any concrete opinions. Do my poems suck ass or not? I'm so confused.
When poets take fiction courses they tell me that they're confused by how structured the workshop is and I get why now. It's a really weird form of anarchy in there where everyone reads poems by making their voice go down at the end of every line. I feel like I'm gonna float away like a balloon. Where am I? I think after this semester I'm gonna go back to just the fiction workshops and the set format. Everyone says what's working well, everyone gives advice for potential improvement. I think I'm more in my element there.
The poets are fun to hang out with though. It's funny to watch them stress out over having to write an entire page of words. They don't know what to do with themselves when they have to write prose. They're so caught up in making everything sound pretty that at times their prose becomes so jam packed with pretty language and metaphor that it's nearly unreadable and I love them for that.
I thought I had a relatively large vocabulary before I took this class. Apparently not. Apparently poets get access to some secret third layer of English that's full of very specific words that your average person can't remember or conceive of after they look at them.
*holds a reporters microphone up to you*
How do you feel about me not using any enjambment here?
Starting a collection called “Zoro Just Letting Things Happen to Him”
My nonchalant king. My unbothered prince. My “doesn’t give a shit” bbg.
i love it when italians argue about italian. like we don’t even know how our language really works we just roll with it
Italian is 107 different provincial languages stuck together with spit and half a prayer
My bf lives in another region and we are constantly arguing about regional variations of words and we both live in the fucking north of Italy
one time i saw a map of italy but instead of cities and roads etc it was just covered w different ways you can say the word vagina. it was covered
oh I can think of at least seven ways to say the word vagina right off the top of my head rn. I can’t imagine what I could do if I tried harder
Fjgkahfmangksoajufnajejgnanfjakirjvjjs
this is the Italian Vagina Map, reblog to… I’m not sure actually. Can’t hurt though.
How different languages deal with regional variations:
English: Make fun of words in other dialects that are otherwise nearly identical
Arabic: Pretend mutually unintelligible languages separated by a millennia are somehow dialects of the same language
Italian: Just roll with it
something im noticing is the redditors are just commenting on everything via reblogs with reckless abandon. and its so funny bc thats how youre MEANT to use this fucking website but we've trained ourselves out of it somehow.
I feel like a fucking chimp raised in a lab let out into the wild and just doing shit without understanding wtf is going on because I was raised to click the button to get cookie
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look, that one's trying to upvote
Awww, that’s honestly great, good job redditor!
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