David Reader 🐳📚🐦

GLOUCESTER

As flies to wanton boys are we to th’ gods :
They kill us for their sport.
#KingLear_2025
Act IV s1 (37-38)

William Shakespeare
#KingLear_2025
IV,1,47-52

GLOUCESTER
'Tis the times' plague, when madmen lead the blind.
Do as I bid thee, or rather do thy pleasure;
Above the rest, be gone.

(…)

GLOUCESTER
Sirrah, naked fellow, —

EDGAR
Poor Tom's a-cold. [aside] I cannot daub it further.

Marraskuun veneilyä
~🚤 ~
November boating

08.11.25 Naantali #Finland #photography

We could post on both. Or just Bluesky for you. Nemi is doing that with Melville.

And art itself may be defined as a single-minded attempt to render the highest kind of justice to the visible universe, by bringing to light the truth, manifold and one, underlying its every aspect.
#JosephConrad

A work that aspires, however humbly, to the condition of art should carry its justification in every line.
#JosephConrad

from the Preface to “The Nigger of the ‘Narcissus’”

Yes, I think I’ll join them. 📚😉🕊

The assistant at work

But Agnes isn’t afraid of the creatures [owls]. She likes them, likes their eyes, which resemble the centre of marigolds, their overlapped, flecked feathers, their inscrutable expressions. They seem, to her, to exist in some doubled state, half spirit, half bird.

Maggie O’Farrell
Hamnet

She’s a nasty one!

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"The fruition of beauty is no chance of hit or miss... it is inevitable as life. ... it is exact and plumb as gravitation."

- Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass, c. 1855

From my wife's walk:

“Oppressed nature sleeps:—
This rest night yet have balm’d thy broken senses,
Which, if convenience will not allow,
Stand in hard cure.—Come, help to bear thy master;
Thou must not stay behind.”
#kinglear_2025

GLOUCESTER

O my follies! Then Edgar was abused.
Kind gods, forgive me that, and prosper him.

REGAN

Go thrust him out at gates, and let him smell
His way to Dover.
#KingLear_2025
Act III s7 (89-92)

GLOUCESTER (to Edmund)
I have lock'd the letter in my closet
III,3,10

EDMUND (to Cornwall)
This is the letter he spoke of, which approves him an intelligent party to the advantages of France
III,5,10-11

CORNWALL (to Goneril)
Post speedily to my Lord your husband; show him this letter
III,7,1-2

Row of trees including some dark green conifers, and bright yellow, orange, and red maple trees in middle. A grey soft cloudy sky above with dried, fall grasses in foreground.

Friday fall feelings.

#fall #trees #Autumn #nature #photography #Friday

Joan is screeching even before she reaches the byre. The words fly out of her mouth, like hornets, words she didn’t even know she knew, words that dart and crackle and maim, words that twist and mangle her tongue.(74)

Maggie O’Farrell / Hamnet

Image credit: Thomas Wilmer Dewing, Walt Whitman, 1875, chalk on paper, sheet: Smithsonian American Art Museum. Public domain.

"Liberty relies upon itself, invites no one, promises nothing, sits in calmness and light, is positive and composed, and knows no discouragement."

- Whitman, Leaves of Grass, c. 1855

LEAR

To have a thousand with red burning spits
Come hizzing in upon 'em —

William Shakespeare
#KingLear_2025
III,6,15-16

Hochmittelalterliche Darstellung der Hölle im Hortus-Deliciarum-Manuskript der Herrad von Landsberg (um 1180)

EDGAR (Poor Tom)

Frateretto calls me, and tells me Nero is an angler in the lake of darkness. Pray, innocent, and beware the foul fiend.
#KingLear_2025
Act III s6 (8-9)

“Why, thou were better in thy grave, than to answer with thy uncovered body this extremity of the skies. — Is man no more than this?”
#kinglear_2025

Kurt Vonnegut

Practice any art, music, singing, dancing, acting, drawing, painting, sculpting, poetry, fiction, essays, reportage, no matter how well or badly, not to get money and fame, but to experience becoming, to find out what’s inside you, to make your soul grow.
— Kurt Vonnegut
writingforwellbeing.co.uk

Außenalster, Sonnenuntergang in warmen Farben, festgemachte Boote am Steg mit 2 Menschen darauf, ringsherum sind Bäume

Mit Booten

GLOUCESTER

No words, no words : hush.

#KingLear_2025
Act III s4 (173)

LEAR

this tempest in my mind
Doth from my senses take all feeling else
Save what beats there - filial ingratitude!
Is it not as this mouth should tear this hand
For lifting food to't?

William Shakespeare
#KingLear_2025
III,4,12-16

King Lear: Act III Scene IV
After Benjamin West
(1738 - 1820)

Ein Fluss der zwischen Bäumen hindurch und über eine Schwelle hinab fliesst

…. alles im Fluss …

I don’t usually get this lucky. 😉

A nice haul this afternoon

Charles Frazier - BOTD
💙📚 #LiteratureSky