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Tag Archives: Halloween
Halloween in the time of cholera
This guy is uploading vintage Halloween inspired photographs throughout the month of October. These are his uploads from last year. Amazing.
[Somewhat] Relatedly, I remember first hearing this piece by Charles Ives during my sophomore year in college. Our program’s music professors would put on performances for students once per month, and they played this as [...]
Posted in Music, Photography, Thrift Find Also tagged Music, Photography, Thrift Find
In the great silence of my favorite month, October (the red of maples, the bronze of oaks, A clear-yellow leaf here and there on birches), I celebrated the standstill of time. The vast country of the dead had its beginning everywhere: At the turn of a tree-lined alley, across park lawns. But I did not have to enter, I was not called yet. Motorboats pulled up on the river bank, paths in pine needles. It was getting dark early, no lights on the other side. I was going to attend the ball of ghosts and witches. A delegation would appear there in masks and wigs, And dance, unrecognized, in the chorus of the living. –Czeslaw Milosz
In the great silence of my favorite month,
October (the red of maples, the bronze of oaks,
A clear-yellow leaf here and there on birches),
I celebrated the standstill of time.
The vast country of the dead had its beginning everywhere:
At the turn of a tree-lined alley, across park lawns.
But I did not have to enter, I was not [...]
This photographer has been adding one old photo per day for the month of October.
Posted in Photography Also tagged Photography
The Legend of Sleepy Hollow
”It was the very witching time of night that Ichabod, heavy-hearted and crest-fallen, pursued his travel homewards, along the sides of the lofty hills which rise above Tarry Town, and which he had traversed so cheerily in the afternoon. The hour was dismal as himself. Far below him, the Tappan Zee spread its dusky and [...]
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Sleepy Hollow
“… It was the very witching time of night that Ichabod, heavy-hearted and crest-fallen, pursued his travel homewards, along the sides of the lofty hills which rise above Tarry Town, and which he had traversed so cheerily in the afternoon. The hour was dismal as himself. Far below him, the Tappan Zee spread its dusky [...]
Posted in Literature Also tagged Literature
Hallowe’en