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Hace 3 días · Edith Sitwell. Wednesday, June 5, 2024 . BENEATH the flat and paper sky The sun, ... – Dame Sitwell (1887-1964) converted to Catholicism in 1955.
Hace 2 días · Lampooned in the tabloid press of the 1920s and 1930s as ‘the brightest’ of the Bright Young Things, Tennant was regularly visited at Wilsford by his many Society friends, among them Rex Whistler, Cecil Beaton, Edith Sitwell, Nancy Mitford and Siegfried Sassoon, with whom he conducted a long affair.
Hace 2 días · The pocket watch has remained with Laurence’s descendants until the present day and comes onto the open market for the first time in almost 120 years. It will be included in the Fine Jewellery sale at Woolley and Wallis on 10 th July, carrying a pre-sale estimate of £1,000 – 2,000. Jewellery specialist, Marielle Whiting commented, “This ...
Hace 1 día · One of my favorite punchlines of the cosmic joke of my situation is that my bedroom literally has yellow wallpaper. The Yellow Wallpaper, a short story by Charlotte Perkins Gilman, is about a bedbound woman who goes mad staring at the fading wallpaper of the room in which she is confined by her husband, a Victorian physician and agent of villainous patriarchy.
Hace 3 días · Il titolo tratto da Jodelling Song di Edith Sitwell – poetessa inglese, nobile, estrema, bohemien, nata alla fine del ‘800 ma amica di Marylin Monroe –, Angels Egg (Ancora il dolce uccello implora / e cerca di convincerli: “Comprate le uova degli angeli / Vendute a dozzine”, recita la poesia) musicalmente è un salto in avanti.
Hace 2 días · One is Edith Stein, a remarkable woman who earned a doctorate in philosophy in the 1930s, when this field was largely composed of males. Born into a Jewish family, she converted to Catholicism and became a philosophy instructor before entering religious life, taking the name Sister Teresa Benedicta of the Cross.
Hace 4 días · The last faint spark. In the self-murdered heart, the wounds of the sad uncomprehending dark, The wounds of the baited bear--- The blind and weeping bear whom the keepers beat. On his helpless flesh... the tears of the hunted hare. Still falls the Rain--- Then--- O Ile leape up to my God: who pulles me doune---
