Bringing back some pictures of one of my favorite books we have - just because.
See more pictures of this 1610 copy of Lustgartlein here.
-Lindsay M.
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“I once asked my friends if they’d ever held things that gave them a spooky sense of history. Ancient pots with three-thousand-year-old thumbprints in the clay, said one. Antique keys, another. Clay pipes. Dancing shoes from WWII. Roman coins I found in a field. Old bus tickets in second-hand books. Everyone agreed that what these small things did was strangely intimate; they gave them the sense, as they picked them up and turned them in their fingers, of another person, an unknown person a long time ago, who had held that object in their hands. You don’t know anything about them, but you feel the other person’s there, one friend told me. It’s like all the years between you and them disappear. Like you become them, somehow.”
— Helen Macdonald, H is For Hawk (via existential-celestial)
Clio. Jean-Jacques Lagrenée (French, 1739-1821). Oil on canvas.
In Greek mythology, Clio is the muse of history. Like all the muses, she is a daughter of Zeus and the Titaness Mnemosyne. Along with her sisters, she was considered to dwell either Mount Helicon or Mount Parnassos. Clio, sometimes referred to as “the Proclaimer”, is often represented with an open parchment scroll, a book, or a set of tablets.
thinking about poetry and memory
and how they were right. thousands of years ago they hoped hopelessly that someone, somehow, in days to come would still sing their song and they were right. we do remember. even when nothing else remains, we remember in poetry.
εἰ δὲ θανόντων περ καταλήθοντ᾽ εἰν Ἀΐδαο
αὐτὰρ ἐγὼ καὶ κεῖθι φίλου μεμνήσομ᾽ ἑταίρου.
And even if the Dead forget in Hades, even there I will remember my dear companion.
Homer, Iliad, 22.389-390
