(Emily Dickinson, via Biblioklept)
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The Best Literary Facts from the Twitterverse
I am inspired to get a pet lobster and name him “Nuances of Growth”! (or maybe Nuisance?)
Last Wednesday, we issued our 50,000 followers on Twitter with a challenge: to tweet us with the best literary fact they know. The reason for this was simple: since last December, the modestly sized research team here at Interesting Literature has been tweeting (as @InterestingLit) little facts, quotations, and links based on all aspects of literature, but one of the joys of literature is that as well as being a solitary experience (reading, writing) it can also be a social and communal interest (blogging, tweeting, discussing). And everyone who is interested in literature knows far more interesting things about it than they probably even realise themselves, so we saw this challenge as a chance for our followers to show us what they’ve got. They didn’t disappoint.
So, here are what our followers tweeted us. The author of each fact is included in brackets after the relevant tweet, placed in…
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Fright Night Villanesque
Fright Night Villanesque
Strip it down bare-boned, meet the beasts head-on
The serotinal thief is cowardly
Fright night’s raging will pale when day is done
The swirly eyes feverish when light is gone
The brake lights, air bags all but memory
Strip it down bare-boned, meet the beast head-on
Sharp fangs glisten, triangles having fun
In sad abandon they blink forever uselessly
Fright night’s raging will pale when day is done
The pulse of light, a gonner, such was man
The scritching sounds of horror legs scurry
Strip them down bare, boned; meet the beast; head on
Dismembered in the day’s light, now there’s none
Just the skid marks on an easel, somewhat sunny
Fright night’s raging will pale when day is done
But lie down and dream deeply, hon
Those leglike lashes come crawling for more fun
Stripped to bare bone, meat- the beast’s head
Fright night’s whimper will pale when life is done
Coup de chapeau au Passé: J’ay perdu ma Tourterelle, translated here…(Lichtenstein too-two-II, of course…tipping the hat is so much better than tipping the cow, no?)
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