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have you tried craigslist?

>>9050963
>Lit, all I do is cloister myself in my apartment and read books
Better than the faggots on /mu/ who listen to music all day

Where do you live?

>>9050967
Ohio.

I heard Antonio Porchia only had two books at his home, and no education whatsoever.

He wrote aphorisms which, to me, are sometimes very empty. Some of them are pretty entriguing, however. He was admired by Borges and Henry Miller. Here's a good collection: https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Antonio_Porchia

Utimately, I think aphorisms are pretty much the only genre in which 'natural geniuses' can write. All other forms - be it poetry, novel, theater, dialogue, or essay - demand technical knowledge and an actual education. Maybe free verse too, although most free verse written by amateurs seems to me to be crap. Sometimes, perhaps, they might be good at narrative writing, but only if they have heard many stories themselves...

You can also find some examples on popular music, but that's very rare. Some of the Beatles songs, for instance, contain inventive imagery. That's probably more due to luck or marijuana than to anything else, though.

(I have no source for Antonio Porchia only owning two books. I saw it quoted in an interview with a poet who studies his work, so I think it's probably true.)

>>9050945
Hunter S. Thompson
Charles Bukowski
Haruki Murakami

You'll find it more in sensualist literature.

>>9050945
anon, contrary to what hollywood movies tell you, people who didnt spend decades of their lives reading the western canon and studying works deeply tend not to write masterpieces. you can find a handful of examples of "crack geniuses" who were somewhat divorced from the mainstream literary tradition and still wrote some good stuff, but they are so incredibly rare, and there are usually still huge asterisks next to their "crack" status.

see for example >>9051074
literally all garbage

>>9050909
what

>>9050909
>he cares about what other people think of him
>on a FUCKING TRAIN

People actually like the girl though

Shame on me, but during a rather long period of dicking around in airports I became very convinced of gnosticism after reading VALIS.

That wore off after finally getting some sleep, but it did put the final nail in the coffin for my anti-theist stance.

>>9050834
Starship Troopers.

Not because of the philosophy itself (spoiler: its fascist garbage), but that's the book that got me back into reading after a long hiatus in high school and the first few years of college. Once I started to read again, my life started to change.

Mostly by making me more unhappy but self-aware. But hey, at least I stopped being a philosophical zombie.

>>9050834
crime and punishment is the only acceptable answer

>>9050833
wow this guy sucks

Probably me when I was 14 desu

>>9050833
Tragedy is the worst poem ever
Plop into the river drop

>>9050805
I don't know, I don't read video game novels

Jesus

>>9050850
God is dead honey
*tips fedora

I need a fat bitch

We could watch a movie. I watched a movie yesterday and it was nice

Why isn't it called a womanifesto?

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me prov'd,
I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd.

>>9050696
>Why is he so highly regarded?

He was really, really, really clever. Like that 0.00000001% of humanity who's so smart that he just utterly BTFO everyone else.

http://shakespeare-online.com/biography/wordsinvented.html
http://www.pathguy.com/shakeswo.htm
>He invented over 1700 of our common words by changing nouns into verbs, changing verbs into adjectives, connecting words never before used together, adding prefixes and suffixes, and devising words wholly original.

It's hard to get across if you're not a native English speaker, but he single-handedly invented an expansion pack for the English language, and all the stuff he made up is still in use to this day both in English literature and common street talk.

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to Time thou grow’st.
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

Filth by Irvine Welsh

>>9050689
You're the bastard stealing my idea, aren't you.

>>9050689
I've seen your threads you sack of shit, asking questions about all of the main themes. You'll never pull it off, you fuck.

He has a stupid name, who the fuck names their kid banana

Read a book by them, don't even remember what it was about, won't read another

The Japanese can't write for shit, and they apparently can never leave suicide out of it so they should all just kys

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>>9050607
>order hardcover
>it's glued
>ywn be able to carry just the pages that you need, then return them back into the, now once again fully intact book when you're done

>order book
>deckled pages

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>order hardcover
>have to deal with book rapper

oh please, name TEN examples where somebody did that

>>9051131
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_titles_of_works_taken_from_Shakespeare

>>9050521
>>9051131
>>9051136
samefag

Too bad most of its readers aren't.

/thread

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>>9050514

questioning existence you say, eh? EXISTENTIALISM

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>>9050399
kneechee

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>>9050399
>I
>my
>me

One of my favorites

But I shall not want my death so soon.
For even asylum takes of the world for being.
Even asylum goes mad with winter, summer, autumn, and spring.
And my children will change into men.

Behind the curtain does god lie
To cross the curtain must you die
Lifting the curtain brings do view
The stage where it rests was built by you

I like this one because the wording is a little weird in the first two lines. The poem could have easily said "god does lie" instead it says "does god lie"

Then the poem asks "must you die?", following the whole word flip thing, In a way that implies maybe lifting the curtain doesent require death, while it also might assert that you must indeed die to cross the curtain that is hiding god.

>>9050177
Edgar Allan Poe - The Sleeper

At midnight, in the month of June,
I stand beneath the mystic moon.
An opiate vapor, dewy, dim,
Exhales from out her golden rim,
And softly dripping, drop by drop,
Upon the quiet mountain top,
Steals drowsily and musically
Into the universal valley.
The rosemary nods upon the grave;
The lily lolls upon the wave;
Wrapping the fog about its breast,
The ruin moulders into rest;
Looking like Lethe, see! the lake
A conscious slumber seems to take,
And would not, for the world, awake.
All Beauty sleeps!—and lo! where lies
Irene, with her Destinies!

Oh, lady bright! can it be right—
This window open to the night?
The wanton airs, from the tree-top,
Laughingly through the lattice drop—
The bodiless airs, a wizard rout,
Flit through thy chamber in and out,
And wave the curtain canopy
So fitfully—so fearfully—
Above the closed and fringéd lid
’Neath which thy slumb’ring soul lies hid,
That, o’er the floor and down the wall,
Like ghosts the shadows rise and fall!
Oh, lady dear, hast thou no fear?
Why and what art thou dreaming here?
Sure thou art come o’er far-off seas,
A wonder to these garden trees!
Strange is thy pallor! strange thy dress!
Strange, above all, thy length of tress,
And this all solemn silentness!

The lady sleeps! Oh, may her sleep,
Which is enduring, so be deep!
Heaven have her in its sacred keep!
This chamber changed for one more holy,
This bed for one more melancholy,
I pray to God that she may lie
Forever with unopened eye,
While the pale sheeted ghosts go by!

My love, she sleeps! Oh, may her sleep,
As it is lasting, so be deep!
Soft may the worms about her creep!
Far in the forest, dim and old,
For her may some tall vault unfold—
Some vault that oft hath flung its black
And wingéd pannels fluttering back,
Triumphant, o’er the crested palls
Of her grand family funerals—

Some sepulchre, remote, alone,
Against whose portals she hath thrown,
In childhood, many an idle stone—
Some tomb from out whose sounding door
She ne’er shall force an echo more,
Thrilling to think, poor child of sin!
It was the dead who groaned within.

>>9052387
>>9051099
You guys do know the title palys an important role in poems. Do your poems not have titles?