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TomWill72550626: John Donne on patrol, circa 16something
SONNETS_ON_NET: My mistress' eyes are nothing like John Donne;
Elmo is far more red than her lip's red;
If proles unite, why then her feet are numb;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
— Sonnet 130
Brooklyn_Beat: “Super-Infinite: The Transformations of John Donne” by Katherine Rundell… makes accessible the inscrutable by exploring the life of the remarkable English poet and man…
OneWorldSchool1: Plague poems, defiant wit and … puns: why John Donne is a poet for our times | Poetry | The Guardian
SONNETS_ON_NET: My mistress' eyes are nothing like John Donne;
Elmo is far more red than her lip's red;
If all must die, why then her money's gone;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
— Sonnet 130
SONNETS_ON_NET: My mistress' eyes are nothing like John Donne;
Elmo is far more red than her lip's red;
If chips be fried, why then her mum is stunned;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
— Sonnet 130
JeremiahDavou: Be thine own Palace, or the world's thy jail.
- John Donne
truefactsbot: In 1913, John Donne wrote a satirical list of books that fish for bikes using words of one's own invention
edwereddie: “Hemingway is completing what I believe will be far beyond anything he has written.The book’s title,FOR WHOM THE BELL TOLLS,comes frm a poem by John Donne.The novel has the spirit of that poem.”
Max Perkins to Charles Copeland
1940
Ernest with Charles Scribner
and Max Perkins
aliterarybot: Light hath no tongue, but is all eye;
If it could speake as well as spie,
This were the worst, that it could say,
That being well, I faine would stay,
And that I lov'd my heart and honor so,
That I would not from him, that had them, goe.
—John Donne, 'Breake of Day'
gfrancie: I am listening to the new Smoky Robinson single. It begins in a way that makes me think of a John Donne poem.
MrsCommodore: Oh, Cindy Williams passed away. "Every man's death diminishes me." John Donne
aliterarybot: Goe, and catche a falling starre,
Get with child a mandrake roote,
Tell me, where all past yeares are,
Or who cleft the Divels foot,
Teach me to heare Mermaides singing,
Or to keep off envies stinging,
And find
What winde
Serves to'advance an honest minde.
—John Donne, 'Song'
NoahDavidElkins: But O! self-traitor, I do bring
The spider Love, which transubstantiates all,
And can convert manna to gall;
And that this place may thoroughly be thought
True paradise, I have the serpent brought.
— Twickenham Garden, John Donne
reformedjrnl: Rose interviews D.S. Martin about his poems inspired by John Donne's 19 Holy Sonnets. Don is a widely published poet and the Poet-in-Residence at McMaster Divinity College. He's also a series editor for the Poiema Poetry Series. Listen to the podcast here:
kishi_asf: they were both talking about the same thing, using a similar metaphor — four centuries apart. both The Canonization by John Donne (1590) and Pyaar Diwaana Hota Hai written by Anand Bakshi, voiced by Kishore Kumar (1971) are now classics.
goddd, i love literary parallels.
acarlprince: For Whom the Bell Tolls
John Donne waxed eloquently, preaching on his inextricable link to humanity and how any death diminished himself. In light of this preachment, the bell tolls for each of us never to disown but to step up & own this racist & murderous age for its uplift.
killa_kayyy___: Any man`s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind.
-John Donne
dezairedale: This quote from John Donne is apposite today, three years after we left the EU: ‘No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main’. The economic damage caused by Brexit has helped make us one of the worst performing economies.
NotAnyUse: I feel like John Donne is, like me, experiencing a little hormonal dysphoria.
Cynical disillusionment, detachment and irony. Somebody get this man a worn-in Nirvana shirt, a bag of the Elote chips from Trader Joe’s, and someone else’s HBO Max password. We’ll get through this.
mickhumph: "No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less...
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee."
John Donne.
fiImsmaker: john donne is a freak
AmitMajmudar: John Donne's poetry, when you read the variety of modes he worked in beyond his love lyrics, is some of the most taxing reading in English. feels a little like doing complicated mental math
welfordwrites: “Nativity”: a poem by John Donne. Click the link!
SONNETS_ON_NET: My mistress' eyes are nothing like John Donne;
Deadpool is far more red than her lip's red;
If Fendi shines, why then her feet are numb;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
— Sonnet 130
TheresaMelita: Why do I need to do the whole work school bullshit for another week just yesterday I had a man giving me attention and buying me food now I gotta go lift boxes and take notes on John Donne slam poetry against Elizabeth I? this is BOGUS
RaspiArduino: Come live with me, and be my love,
And we will some new pleasures prove
Of golden sands, and crystal brooks,
With silken lines, and silver hooks.
-- John Donne
Gilchy_Andrew: John Donne you irredeemably horny bastard
Wedgetweets: There were early outlying examples, though. Queen Elizabeth and John Donne both hold to a Lutheran view.
Nic_in_time79: Sometimes I'm just trying to be the girl I was in high school, sneaking to the library at lunch to copy down John Donne poetry in my notebook.
RoughlyDaily: “No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main”
- John Donne
SwannRise: "Any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee" ~ **Remember these words GOP.. It tolls for thee!**
Great words from John Donne
condebarra: especialmente hoje estou muito john donne das ideias
no man is an island entire of itself; every man
is a piece of the continent, a part of the main
linkedtoace: john donne was wrong about no man is an island cause i’m not replying to anymore tweets until this shit is sorted out
radhikasan: "My parents paid me to read poetry" I spoke to the wonderful and witty Katherine Rundell, author of children's books, the wonderful biography of John Donne and a lovely book on endangered species, on Donne & writing different genres.
Serg65095742: No Man is an Island - John Donne (Powerful Life Poetry)
mslkmp: The Rising Sun, John Donne
_nimrit_: NIMRIT DESERVES TROPHY
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face. - John Donne..
aliterarybot: Busie old foole, unruly Sunne,
Why dost thou thus,
Through windowes, and through curtaines call on us?
Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?
—John Donne, 'The Sunne Rising'
MelanieJaxn: Unlace yourself, for that harmonious chime,
Tells me from you, that now it is bed time...
Your gown going off, such beauteous state reveals,
As when from flowery meads th’hill’s shadow steals...
-John Donne
susanoha: 1/29/1927 Edward Abbey b. What the world most definitely needs now is a Monkey Wrench Gang for public schools.
As a sidenote, when I wrote Abbey, he wrote back. As John Donne said, "Letters mingle souls."
Sophronisba: I think I was John Donne in a previous life, there's nothing I love more than collecting a bunch of quotes:
"Donne wouldn’t be Donne if he hadn’t lived in a commonplacing era; it nurtured his collector’s sensibility, hoarding images and authorities.
hockeyaddicts: Ranking the NHL’s 32 Starting Goalies – 2022-23 Season: Ranking the NHL’s 32 Starting Goalies – 2022-23 Season Source: The Hockey Writers The poet John Donne famously wrote, “no man is an island unto itself.” But he wrote that in 1623, long before the…
EmojongIsaac: ‘And all my pleasures are like yesterday; …’
John Donne
BarbaraSutton15: 'Any man's death diminishes me' John Donne...
notnuhegh: end of the thread (i actually read a couple more, but all of them were just the compilation of selected poems by emily dickinson, edna st. vincent millay, elizabeth b. browning, and john donne, so i'm not gonna review them)
matthewjorda: 4/..indeed so inherent in its warp and weft that it can seem possible that without it the world might fall apart, "all coherence gone," as John Donne once purported to fear would derive from a new scepticism regarding the Ptolemaic cosmos. The few places it seems bollocks must..
plebeianbran: Not enough is made of John Donne’s importance as an early champion of retinol
DorianKBandy: This thread is now caught up to the present weekend. Currently reading Katherine Rundell's biography of John Donne.
registrarism: Brief review of an exceptional biography of a remarkable individual, John Donne
crcbanner: The Daily Poem Podcast (Review): The Daily Poem offers one essential poem each weekday morning, from Shakespeare and John Donne to Robert Frost and E.E. Cummings.
sociologyWV: "No man is an island, entire of himself..." My fiance loosely translated, and his face lights up: "John Donne?" Apparently his favorite poet! Scored some major points with that one. Thanks, Mr. Enright!
profmarkcollard: I enjoyed this discussion about the 16th-17th century poet John Donne. A good reminder that the humanities can be intellectually enriching when they steer clear of the boring, specificity-obliterating, nuance-crushing approach known as Critical Theory.
pasttheboxes: "No Man Is an Island"
-John Donne
aliterarybot: At the round earth's imagin'd corners, blow
Your trumpets, angels, and arise, arise
From death, you numberless infinities
Of souls, and to your scatter'd bodies go.
—John Donne, 'Sonnet VII'
revmatt1774: This US Twitter feed poses a question that's always relevant - and one that people of every nation have a right to formulate in their minds with a view to response. Why? Because we live in societies.
"Every man (sic) is a piece of the continent, a part of the main." (John Donne)
SONNETS_ON_NET: My mistress' eyes are nothing like John Donne;
Rockets is far more red than her lip's red;
If Spidey flies, why then her feet are numb;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
— Sonnet 130
trinityIPC: This beautiful prayer by John Donne was part of the Committal service for Queen Elizabeth II in St George’s Chapel.
azforeman: My recording of "The Flea" by John Donne in a reconstruction of cultivated early 17th century pronunciation is now available publicly
xqwapologist: this library HATES john donne and i...... all of them are just gone?? even from the music section :(
xqwapologist: Fleshe, yea, Devill putt thee out.
-john donne
FACTS (im totally not reading a sheet music book)
HenryEyring: "Each man's death diminishes me,
For I am involved in mankind.
Therefore, send not to know
For whom the bell tolls,
It tolls for thee."
- John Donne
BlackSparrow000: More than kisses, letters mingle souls.
— By John Donne
ROHAN
JANAMDIN MUBARAK MUNAWAR
Wedgetweets: John Donne: "all that doctrine, which wrought this great cure upon us, in the Reformation, is contained in the two catechisms [Prayer book catechism and Nowell's catechism], in the Thirty-nine Articles, and in the two Books of Homilies."
Source:
SONNETS_ON_NET: My mistress' eyes are nothing like John Donne;
Elmo is far more red than her lip's red;
If sonnets rhyme, why then her mum is stunned;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
— Sonnet 130
SONNETS_ON_NET: My mistress' eyes are nothing like John Donne;
Elmo is far more red than her lip's red;
If proles unite, why then her mum is stunned;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
— Sonnet 130
Lindzay_loves: John Donne write great poems, but my head feels like it is going to explode
BooksByLilly: Jaipur Literature Festival 2023: author Katherine Rundell on John Donne’s poetry, endangered species and writing for children in the age of TikTok - The Hindu
Wedgetweets: tfw John Donne preaches an 8,000 word sermon for the churching of the Countess of Bridgewater
Wedgetweets: John Donne or John Piper???
"For as all my Naturall actions of life are done by the power of that Soul, which was in me before, so all the Supernaturall actions of that Soul, are done by that power of that Grace, that prevents and preinanimates that action;
ReligionProf: The great and strange John Donne: A review of Super-Infinite
astro_ricky: “No (hu)man is an island, entire of itself; every (hu)man is a piece of the continent; a part of the main” – John Donne
Earth is our home and we are all in this together.
392Usd: “No person is an island entirely of itself; every person is a piece of the continent, a part of the main.” John Donne
In JH SEL this week, students drew pictures & played a type of BINGO to show that it's healthy & expected to work together to reach an individual's goals.
TrinaLTalma: “If they’d ever read John Donne, they would have disagreed with his idea that no man is an island. Most humans were on one big island, to the fairies, and that island was adrift on a sea called I Totally Don’t Care.” - Charlaine Harris
aliner: Take me to you, imprison me, for I
Except you enthral me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
- John Donne, playing the field with this one
HeyJudeNotJudy: O batter my heart! The most difficult (and pleasant) challenge I'll have this Sunday is to choose one sentence from this magnificent book on John Donne to highlight. Katherine Rundell is a writer extraordinaire. I loved this book (the last chapter even making me tear up).
Brandopinione: No man is an island,
Entire of itself;
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
- John Donne
1/3
amonochromdream: 'Mark but this flea, and mark in this, / How little that which thou deniest me is; / It sucked me first, and now sucks thee, / And in this flea our two bloods mingled be' - "The Flea", John Donne
weissnatsduvr: John Donne: Selected Writings (21st-Century Oxford Authors) MB0HT88
HamletHologram: if my students have learned nothing else from me I have at least consistently taught a generation of them that John Donne was hot
AshleyJStokes: Be thine own palace, or the world's thy jail.
John Donne
playdisc788: Aristotle and John Donne were wrong. Some of us might be social animals, but there have always been those of us who are islands
–– Bill Porter
OutcastPress: “Like a Gen-Z John Donne…”
—Angele Ellis, Cultural Daily
MikeTylerSport: Take that, John Donne.
HighPriority18: O God, never suffer us to think that we can stand by ourselves, and not need Thee. John Donne
robertsnickc: “No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of Continent,
A part of the main.“
~ John Donne, Devotions Upon Emergent Occasions, Meditation XVII, 1624
LarryMellman: Busy old fool, unruly sun,
Why dost thou thus,
Through windows, and through curtains call on us?...
...Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime,
Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.
John Donne, The Sun Rising
mystrangebones: The line that's lodged the deepest in my brain for whatever reason is 'like gold to airy thinness beat,' from John Donne's Valediction Forbidding Morning. Recently it makes me want to make caramel threads and fancy dessrts.
David_Jolly_DC: John Donne: The Naughty Bits (and a lot more)
RedFury21: Never send to know for whom the bell tolls, Putin, old thing; it tolls for thee.
John Donne, the Ashwell version
vuestramercedd: John Donne
nnalinas: "No man is an island,
Entire of itself;
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main....
Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind.
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee." John Donne
fvr_oljd: The Sun Rising - John Donne
SONNETS_ON_NET: My mistress' eyes are nothing like John Donne;
Ron's head is far more red than her lip's red;
If chips be fried, why then her feet are numb;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
— Sonnet 130
shizudelphia: This is hinted at in the good ol’ Jon Bon Jo…
I mean John Donne quote, “No man is an island.”
AngelineWang: Waters stink soon, if in one place they bide,
And in the vast sea are worse putrefied:
But when they kiss one bank, and leaving this
Never look back, but the next bank do kiss,
Then are they purest; change is the nursery
Of music, joy, life and eternity.
—John Donne
findo: "Batter my heart, three-person'd God..." John Donne
thewiremagazine: Chris Lane’s version to version column returns to find the words of John Donne in the dancehall, courtesy of Dennis Brown
LRB: John Donne’s satires, verse epistles, epigrams and elegies were written in a voice so brash, brilliant and brazenly unrefined as to make the rest of the poetic tradition sound instantly outdated.
Catherine Nicholson on Katherine Rundell’s Donne biography
