Poetry GeneralWhat sort of poems strike you in your heart? I've never been much for words nor a writer of sorts, but I do know when words effectively touch me, and this one by Muhammad Ali is something I often find myself coming back to now and again.
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BILLY AND THE CLOWN -Public Literary AnalysisBilly And The Clown is an overlooked work of legitimate historic merit. During the live narration debut of this work MDE's Sam Hyde proclaimed it to be a long studied legend of uncertain origin, intended to be featured in what turned out to be the groups first and only print publication which for various reasons in this instance shall remain unnamed. Neither of these assertions turned out to be true.
LITTY CLUB (OP IS WEEK 1 TRADGEDY)APEX JANNY CROWNEAN AMBER ALERT: For the updated book club listings, C >>732
TVCH BOOK CLUBTvch's il/lit/erate club is now accepting nominations for themes for book club. There will also be a vote for the duration of each theme. I am thinking 3 weeks is enough time to get it done but it's up for debate.
Sci-fi, Fantasy, and Genre Fiction"Literature"? What are you, gay? We'll have none of that nonsense in this thread. Come and talk about stories about cool things for men.
The Cellar-Dweller (by anonymous, stolen from /cow/)It was with a peculiar sense of unease that I set out on my visit to the Hasbrouck residency at the behest of a worried mother. Her frantic calls to my medical practice had filled me with concern and a sense of unexplainable dread; it was her vague comments regarding her son's deteriorating mental and physical health which made me ill at ease, not because of anything definite, but the added sum of her vague suspicions, and what she hinted at, what she left unsaid. The pleading tone of her voice had at last convinced me to go on a home visit and examine her son. It was a chilly late autumn afternoon in late October, and the darkened, low-hanging clouds held the promise of rain. As I approached my destination the surroundings filled me with an overwhelming sensation of profound gloom and decay; the atmosphere was curiously dense and oppressive, highly concentrated, almost palpable. The house was located right next to a parking lot and the highway, but despite of this I was struck by a sense of isolation and extreme remoteness, like this property existed outside of the busy and chaotic world surrounding it.
I am uncultured swine...Please suggest books to read which are considered the foundation of western literature. No cuck shit.
/lit/ for the Infinity Cup 2020!Hey /lit/izens,
Story Time GeneralTell us a tale, anon. Anything that you would think we'd find most interesting. A startling night on the town? A funny gamer moment? Your coming out story? Whats your story?