April 23, 2014

did you read my reading of John Donne, is that what this is about. I won’t have time to talk about Wallace Stevens till after the semester’s over but then I would love to. I love writing about poems tbh

not yet!! I just really am intrigued by the way you talk about trash, and that makes me want to hear what you think of man on the dump.  I’ve never been attached to images of trash personally so the way that you are interests me lots

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April 23, 2014

Anonymous asked: Excuse me for being dull but what exactly would the police do to Paula in Volver if she reported her allegation of rape?

you are asking me what you think the cops would do to a teenage girl who called and said “hey, my dad tried to rape me and I murdered him, please help me”

what planet do you live on

April 23, 2014

like a video of me reading it or am I getting dialectical

a vid is fine too, but I just really wanna read you doing a pritch to it

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April 23, 2014

i demand a pritch reading of stevens’s “man on the dump” 

April 23, 2014

Anonymous asked: My question should have had an "and/or" or a sentence break to clarify that, I guess. Non-Abrahamic traditions and gnostic traditions were meant as two separate categories in the syntax.

oh ok! I gotcha. it’s confusing for both of us, naturally, because like, there are certain gnostic traditions I might index as abrahamic in some ways? as always categories are difficult!! anyhow, you are a friendly anon that I’d like to follow if you have a tumblr, feel free to come off anon.

April 23, 2014

francesetherealgumm:

well—

on monday night, a bunch of people at my college painted our “free speech board” in honor of the transgender day of remembrance.  less than twelve hours later, a cisgender gay man chose to repaint the board with an advertisement for the college’s “spirit week,” a week of events to boost sarah lawrence’s school spirit. he felt that the “spirit week” ad should have been up there for a longer period of time—admittedly, it had only been up for about eight hours before the queer organizers came along and painted up the tdor stuff—something the queer organizers weren’t aware of until the same cisgender gay man approached them aggressively as they were painting the board. before that, another ad for “spirit week” had been up on the board for more than a week.

the people organizing spirit week also have access to a global email, another advertising space on the yoko (a big structure in the middle of campus outside one of the main eateries), the other “free speech board” (outside one of the main dormitories), and general campus flyering. they have significant numbers with which to accomplish this (all the members of at least three two to three person subcommittees).  they have significant institutional support.  they have funding.  most of their events recur and are well-known campus institutions. attendance at their events is reliable.

tdor happens some years, some not, depending on how active our transgender identity group is, and is not a well-known campus institution. they do not have many people with the time and resources necessary to promote the event widely. attendance at tdor is usually limited to people who frequent trans action and similar groups, which is a small number.

I just had a talk with the cisgender gay man who chose to repaint the board. I pointed out that in his apology, posted to facebook and viewable only by his friends, he apologized only for “how it was received.” I told him he needed to tell people that his actions had been wrong. he said, “I have a problem with that.” then he said he had no intention of making another apology.  then I told him that the first time I lost someone to transphobia I was fourteen, and that I had no way of changing his mind but that a different public apology would be necessary, and that he should never make any kind of contact with me again unless and until he chooses to make a different public apology, and then I left.

if I hadn’t left I would probably have started to cry in front of him or lost my temper at him, neither of which is an acceptable outcome for me.  my friend ella called what this guy did “a soulless thing to do.”  I don’t know what to do with all the despair, because it comes on just as badly whenever anything like this happens, and I do not get used to it, and I do not want to get used to it. I don’t know what to do.

on a hopeful note:

one of my good friends (who isn’t trans, but certainly isn’t gender conforming) recently started chilling with this guy a bunch, since they both do student gov’t and need someone to process that stuff with

so I started hanging out with them together and

this guy and I have since hung out a bunch together, seen things in one another that we really like, come to enjoy one another’s company, and found some pretty genuine fag on fag fellowship, especially as both fags of faith

so that’s a totally unexpected out of left field happy thing

people learn, people change, the world just keeps getting better

April 23, 2014

and when I say “so the white ladies can read their rumi” I mean “in translation by coleman barks” which is to say “in heavily orientalist translations that elide and degrade islamic poets extraordinarily intricate and beautiful formal work”

everybody read ravishing disunities by agha shahid ali iT’S THE BEST

coleman barks translating rumi and daniel ladinsky translating hafiz get me really steamed and pissed off lemme tell you

April 23, 2014

andrewmicah replied to your post: anonymous asked:Have you ever rea…

correction, anon: sufism is a branch of islam, so therefore, it is an abrahamic faith.

^^

quite right

there’s a really gross orientalist thing that often happens in dividing sufism from islam and I hate that (it’s basically so white ladies can read their rumi without associating it with muslims, who in their cultural framework are all terrorists) and I participated in it earlier by answering that question the way I did and I apologize for that

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April 23, 2014

so, I use this blog a lot to process about trauma. when people say things that tie in with rape culture and trigger my trauma, I blog about that. when people say things that tie in with homophobia and trigger my trauma, I blog about that too.  I do not mention names, I do not slander anyone, and I do not interfere with anybody going about their lives. if you’re checking my blog to make sure I’m not—heaven forfend!—talking about you, you are being creepy and borderline stalking me. stop please!

I’m no big anne lamott fan but:

“You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better.”

― Anne Lamott

April 23, 2014

from Percy Bysshe Shelley’s verse drama The Cenci

in this scene, Beatrice and her mother are about to be hanged for having conspiring together to kill Beatrice’s father, a murderer and rapist who abused Beatrice. Bernardo is Beatrice’s brother

you can read all of The Cenci here—I think it’s amazing

Beatrice: Farewell, my tender brother. Think
Of our sad fate with gentleness, as now;
And let mild, pitying thoughts lighten for thee
Thy sorrow’s load. Err not in harsh despair,
But tears and patience. One thing more, my child,
For thine own sake be constant to the love
Thou bearest us; and to the faith that I,
Tho’ wrapt in a strange cloud of crime and shame,
Lived ever holy and unstained. And tho’
Ill tongues shall wound me, and our common name
Be as a mark stamped on thine innocent brow
For men to point at as they pass, do thou
Forbear, and never think a thought unkind
Of those, who perhaps love thee in their graves.
So mayest thou die as I do; fear and pain
Being subdued. Farewell! Farewell! Farewell!

  Bernardo:  I cannot say, farewell!

  Camillo:              O Lady Beatrice!

  Beatrice.  Give yourself no unnecessary pain,
My dear Lord Cardinal. Here, Mother, tie
My girdle for me, and bind up this hair
In any simple knot; ay, that does well.
And yours I see is coming down. How often
Have we done this for one another, now
We shall not do it any more. My Lord,
We are quite ready. Well, ’tis very well.