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Philothée
@philothee.bsky.social
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French fiction writer ✍️
I write novels with light speculative elements 🪄 Currently querying a book on queer motherhood, artificial wombs, grief and joy
When I don't write I sew
She / her 🌈
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Vus à la Frankfurt Book Fair, beaucoup de très beaux livres jeunesse, dont celui-ci délicat, joyeux et tout rempli de sensations sur le deuil
Une photo du livre jeunesse Si Rose était là, de Jennifer Couëlle et Bérengère Delaporte. La couverture représente une enfant rousse qui marche sur des rochers au milieu d’une rivière, accompagnée d’un petit oiseau vert et jaune
October 20, 2023 at 4:05 PM
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"There's a dream I have in which I love the world." Cameron Awkward-Rich
#poetry #poem
Meditations in an Emergency I wake up & it breaks my heart. I draw the blinds & the thrill of rain breaks my heart. I go outside. I ride the train, walk among the buildings, men in Monday suits. The flight of doves, the city of tents beneath the underpass, the huddled mass, old women hawking roses, & children all of them, break my heart. There’s a dream I have in which I love the world. I run from end to end like fingers through her hair. There are no borders, only wind. Like you, I was born. Like you, I was raised in the institution of dreaming. Hand on my heart. Hand on my stupid heart. Cameron Awkward-Rich
October 20, 2023 at 8:26 AM
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Louise Glück 💔
CROSSROADS LOUISE GLÜCK My body, now that we will not be traveling together much longer I begin to feel a new tenderness toward you, very raw and unfamiliar, like what I remember of love when I was young— love that was so often foolish in its objectives but never in its choices, its intensities. Too much demanded in advance, too much that could not be promised— My soul has been so fearful, so violent: forgive its brutality. As though it were that soul, my hand moves over you cautiously, not wishing to give offense but eager, finally, to achieve expression as substance: it is not the earth I will miss, it is you I will miss.
October 14, 2023 at 4:27 PM