Ships before the wind
Ghost of Shakespeare
by Shakespeare spectre
7M ago
Macbeth haunted by witches of the mind. Photo by Petaluma Shakespeare Company. No garnacha at table. State of the world. Swords in the field. Lambs pursued by hunger starvéd wolves. Tragedy treading heels of tragedy. Those damned old fires of hatred and greed. Always been burning since the world’s been turning, as Billy Joel put it. We think to be or not to Bb but we know not what we may be. Sam Shepard’s dramatic structure borrowed from a jazz piece. Dramatic cadences and elements interweave and repeat until moonlight shines out of the play. Like a dowager? Influenced by Shepard’s one time ro ..read more
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Great Caesar’s Ghost!
Ghost of Shakespeare
by Shakespeare spectre
9M ago
Yes, this is a repost. Suitable for the season though, for times when many cultures remember their dead. The grave of Marie Corelli, whose former house is now the Shakespeare Institute in Stratford upon Avon. Author photo. Also, ghosts can be surprisingly busy. Often busier than we intend. The living seem to think that it’s all just quiet rest and smooth sailing once we pass, but no. Believe you me. There can be an awful lot going on. And sometimes, ghosts can be called hither and yon on various errands, which can be errands involving memory and regret, especially those still carried by mortal ..read more
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And because it is my heart
Ghost of Shakespeare
by Shakespeare spectre
1y ago
***Trigger warning*** (The following post contains violent verse and some 1980s era animated violence and sexist imagery. Always trying not to offend anyone while walking the line of potentially offending everyone.) Not Shakespeare’s heart, but instead from the American writer Stephen Crane. In the Desert In the desert I saw a creature, naked, bestial, Who, squatting upon the ground, Held his heart in his hands, And ate of it. I said, “Is it good, friend?” “It is bitter—bitter,” he answered; “But I like it “Because it is bitter, “And because it is my heart.”* Which brings to mind an old Blue O ..read more
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Ill angels
Ghost of Shakespeare
by Shakespeare spectre
1y ago
Angel of grief* We typically think of angels as protectors and companions. Sometimes, they may be warriors. Destroyers of evil. Walking beside us. Keeping us safe. But there are other angels who are not guardian angels. Not angels of “now I lay me down to sleep”. Not springtime nor summer’s day angels. Not by a long shot. Not someone to watch over you unless it be to watch you weep. Angels of sorrow. Angels of loss. Angels of dental work. These angels are angels of uneasy nights. Of guilt, confusion, angels whose soul (sole) purpose seems to be to observe the senseless–tragedy, downfall, ruin ..read more
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Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds
Ghost of Shakespeare
by Shakespeare spectre
1y ago
Relief showing Helios, sun god in the Greco-Roman mythology. From the North-West pediment of the temple of Athena in Ilion (Troy). Between the first quarter of the 3rd century BC and 390 BC. Marble, 85,8 x 86,3 cm. Found during the excavations lead by Heinrich Schliemann in 1872, now in the Pergamon-Museum in Berlin, Germany. Public domain. Enter Juliet alone. JULIET  Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds, Towards Phoebus’ lodging. Such a wagoner As Phaëton would whip you to the west And bring in cloudy night immediately. Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night, That runaways’ ey ..read more
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Alas, poor ghost!
Ghost of Shakespeare
by Shakespeare spectre
1y ago
Calanish Stones. Outer Hebrides, Scotland. Author photo. Even as Hamlet laments the horrors his father’s ghost describes, so the prince is already becoming a ghost himself. HAMLET  It waves me still.—Go on, I’ll follow thee. MARCELLUS  You shall not go, my lord. [They hold back Hamlet.] HAMLET  Hold off your hands. HORATIO  Be ruled. You shall not go. HAMLET  My fate cries out And makes each petty arture in this body As hardy as the Nemean lion’s nerve. Still am I called. Unhand me, gentlemen. By heaven, I’ll make a ghost of him that lets me! I say, away!—Go on ..read more
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All the tribe of hell
Ghost of Shakespeare
by Shakespeare spectre
1y ago
Tribes. All of us. How we see ourselves. Others. Angels. Demons. Gustave Doré’s 1866 illustration of Satan Yielding before Gabriel, for John Milton’s 1866 epic poem, Paradise Lost. Hatfields. McCoys. The family of Devil Anse Hatfield against the family of Ole Ran McCoy, although both sides had fought for the Confederates against the Yankee Union in the American Civil War. We are the quick. The dead. The moving. The still. We. They. Us. Them. We are them. Montagues. Capulets. Aufidius. Coriolanus. England. France. Oberon. Titania. Theseus. Hippolyta. Ineffectual Democrats. Heartless Republicans ..read more
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In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
Ghost of Shakespeare
by Shakespeare spectre
1y ago
Magical ‘theory’ may be dismissed by scholars as too nebulous. A theory in the proper sense of the word, after all, explains facts, events, or observable phenomena. Yet magic is not a fact. The existence of magic cannot be verified, neither do its purported effects seem to be observable or reproducible. After all, human history is replete with legends, myths, stories, and ideas which aren’t based on scientific observation. The volumes written on magic may easily be relegated to mere superstition. There’s no proof to it. The worlds of Harry Potter, Merlin, Gandalf, and their kind are merely fic ..read more
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That old white-bearded Satan
Ghost of Shakespeare
by Shakespeare spectre
1y ago
[***Trigger warning*** This post contains violence and rough language–in some ways similar to the weather in a changing climate.] Shakespeare and aging? Old. Yep. How well we know it. As we know him, the old one. Old scratch. The ancient adversary. Everything about him familiar, and all old. Old as the salt we throw over our shoulders to keep him behind us. Old as the hills, with eyes or without, whether with Steinbeck’s dark inhabitants or seemingly empty. Old as kisses. Old as angels. Devils. Demons. All the same. Old. The old earth. Author photo. Old as the earth and older. Older than the s ..read more
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Familiarity and old friends
Ghost of Shakespeare
by Shakespeare spectre
1y ago
“Time means nothing to a ghost.” Well, that’s not always strictly true. Sometimes life gets busy. While we do not wish to set friends aside, even temporarily, sometimes we must do so in order to attend to other things. Still, the corridor remains, the long hallway of the familiar, punctuated by various doors and shadows. When we do walk it once again, it is like a field, different even while remaining the same. Familiarity itself may not be a mytheme like a tree or a shadow, but in the vernacular, it is still a thing. The familiar may be an old friend or even a group of friends, but it may als ..read more
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