Algernon Charles Swinburne is Ready for His Close-Up

Algernon Charles Swinburne died on 10 April 1909. In addition to being ever-ready for a good close-up…

This slideshow requires JavaScript.

…he was quite an accomplished and well-rounded writer.

QUOTE: “For winter’s rains and ruins are over,/And all the season of snows and sins;/The days dividing lover and lover,/The light that loses, the night that wins.”

SOME WORKS: Mary Stuart; The Sisters; Atalanta in Calydon; Songs of Two Nations; A Century of Roundels; A Study of Shakespeare.

A KEEPSAKE:

A Swinburne Poetry Selection at Professor Booknoodle

A Swinburne Poetry Selection at Professor Booknoodle. $25.00

 

[Intermezzo] Lost Words

It’s a true story. I know how it ends, but I can’t move forward. The last twenty pages are as weighty as a boulder, as immovable as a broken vault door. My heart refuses to face the acrid, bloody truth, to acknowledge the twisted metal and shattered dreams. His unwritten novels poke through the years like torpid headlights in a fog. Am I a horrid person for lamenting the tragedy of lost words?

28th March 1941: Virginia Woolf, Dead at 59

Virginia Woolf drowned on this day in 1941, her pockets deliberately heavy with stones. Did she, I wonder, caress their smooth surfaces with the pads of her thumbs, as she waded into the water? Did she choose her death-coat because it had roomy pockets, or because it was her favourite? Was she being sentimental or practical?

Virginia Woolf, 1902

Virginia Woolf, 1902

The River Ouse received her whilst her books were on shelves in libraries and homes around the world. It wasn’t enough, but why should it be? Private wars are always the hardest fought, and are seldom won.

What words and ideas did she leave unwritten? Would they have changed literature, changed the world, changed me? Ah, but we’ll never know.

Daily Prompt: Judgment Day

I cannot get over the fact that it is possible to have one favourite book. My mind is blown. What was the question again?

This bafflement is in response to the Daily Prompt: Judgment Day. If you were to judge your favourite book by its cover, would you still read it?