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your body is an an
inventory of trauma,
a catalogue of heartbreak
a glossary of
unanswered questions.
scars and ruin
bookmark your past
disaster dogeared -all to remind you
where you have been
is not where you're going
poetry : @_navk

#aphiraapaints #navk

People are not Rain, Snow or Autumn leaves. They don't look beautiful when they Fall. #NavK

Татьяна Навка: Нужно, чтобы про Холокост помнили. Очередной выпуск ледового шоу Первого канала был посвящен мировому кино. Одна из самых ярких пар проекта – Татьяна Навка и Андрей Бурковский – вышла на лед в костюмах евреев-узников концлагеря времен Второй Мировой. Полосатые робы, желтые шестиконечные звезды на груди. Танцевали под песню Beautiful That Way из знаменитого итальянского фильма «Жизнь прекрасна». И тут Интернет забурчал. «Надеюсь Авербуху хватит ума никогда не привозить этот номер в Израиль», «Мы в концлагере. Мы евреи. Нам весело. Жизнь прекрасна», «Вот такой развлекательный номер поставил для российского ТВ известный фигурист Илья Авербух. Надеемся, ему стыдно», «На Первом канале совсем плохо с мозгами». Судя по откликам, некоторых зрителей возмутило веселье, которое изображали большую часть номера «евреи в концлагере».
Между тем, достаточно было внимательно посмотреть этот выпуск «Ледникового периода», чтобы понять, что к чему. Специально для тех, кто не смотрел фильм «Жизнь прекрасна», в программе объяснили его общую идею. Герои этой картины живут вопреки обстоятельствам: даже когда оказываются в концлагере, они полны жизни во имя спасения ребенка. Эту мысль и пытались донести до публики фигуристы. Кстати, режиссер Карен Шахназаров сказал, что Бурковскому и Навке удалось передать суть картины. Это отметили и многие интернет-пользователи: «На темы Холокоста снимают фильмы, пишут картины, ставят спектакли. Почему эта тема не может не может быть осмыслена в таком виде?» - пишет в Твиттере @semak515.
- Это не просто шоу. Это театр. А поднимать такие темы нужно обязательно, - прокомментировала ситуацию «КП» Татьяна Навка. - Нужно, чтобы помнили! И если молодые люди посмотрят и поинтересуются, что это, и потом узнают про Холокост, концлагеря и фильм «Дольче вита» - значит, мы попали в точку.
- Я не очень понимаю такую реакцию, - признался нам Андрей Бурковский. - Но понимаю, что люди все разные и у каждого свое мнение. Но негативный ажиотаж вокруг нашего выступления не оправдан.
Тренер пары Илья Авербух сказал как отрезал: - Это несерьезно. Даже обсуждать нечего!
#navka #tatiana_navka #tatiananavka #навка #татьянанавка @tatiana_navka #navk -

" radiance
is not always defined
by how much
light you emit,
or how much
talent or skill
you possess.
pleasant thoughts
show themselves
on your face.
that, too, is radiance. "
- Nav K #radiance #navk #poetry

..want to study the whispers on your lips, memorize every kiss that I've missed in the twenty years on this earth that I've spent in your search. #navk #sigh

Uncontested 💭
#navk #poetry #rhyme #verbs


It has recently occurred to me, to my great dismay, that I may be very well fated to be painfully average. Perhaps then I should change my pen name, too, from Nav K to Average K, or Just K. But certainly not Special K. And not just because that would be a copyright infringement, I assure you. There's nothing quite special about being average other than perhaps being spectacularly boring.

Stunning 📷@vvnnie
I've lived through winters in July, but you could paint new hues into the darkest parts of sky. While I waited for winters to subside, you appeared to my surprise and the overcast was cast aside. Now my eyes are finally open, and I'm finding it hard to keep my focus. So I'm looking at you right where your soul sits, down to your nose, lips, as the latter curls to brighten up the world like a summer solstice. I'm lost in the notes of the melodies you evoke, and more often than most I need to keep you close. Because before, I'd spend my days caught up in a daze or snooze. And now I'm awake, and so damn amazed with you.

📷 Joseph Eid / @afpphoto (Aleppo, Syria)
We couldn't tell you when it started, or how we became both homeless and brokenhearted. Or how it feels to be orphaned, forgotten, and discarded. That's our dismay, we lack the luxury of shuffling the deck. We take what we get; some count cards and we count last breaths. So we're begging you please to give us reprieve, to relieve us from this madness we breathe. They bar us from their doors overseas, but gladly use whatever excuse to bomb us as they please. Are we really that fickle, so full of disease? If you prick us, do we not bleed? Are we so different that you're so easily distracted? Our people poured the gasoline, and yours lit the matches. And as parents bury little caskets, you label us refugees and detain and harass us. Su casa es su casa, and our misery is our own. It's something you won't understand until you're all alone. And as we continue make do in the midst of mass hysteria, we pray you never feel our pain. Sincerely yours – Children of Syria.

some days, it comes in waves.
some days, tsunamis.

I want everything and nothing,
everyone and no one.
Right now and never.
All at the same time
always. -- @_navk

Semicolon Revisited by xq
#navk #poetry #poet #booknerd

Unlearning is a process in which we must question ourselves and our conditioning, and whether our thoughts, beliefs, and practices are still relevant, tolerant, accepting, and inclusive of others' and their spaces. It is not an experience in which others highlight our faults for us to examine and consider, it is one in which we must hold the spotlight upon ourselves and be brave enough, and at the same time vulnerable enough, to consider.
How do my actions affect those around me? Am I overly critical or judgmental? Am I partial to a specific race, sex, or creed? Do I favour one kind of friend over another? What are our faults? These are some of the questions we might ask ourselves. But this is not a game of Detective in which we find someone to blame. Blame is counterproductive because it does not guarantee accountability. The only way we can bring change is to admit that something that we had personally known to work or to be acceptable in the past is not as such any longer, and work to change or adjust the habit. – Nav K, Unlearning (excerpt) • full post on blog, link in bio.

people really think anyone who is racist must be some obvious white supremacist dingbat, but racism lives in the foundation of america and if you aren't aware of how it manifests in the minds of the masses (and yourself, if you are white) then you will never see how it is often somewhat subtle and most definitely subliminal. it's a disgusting game.

@thi.nk.er thanks for the super moon 📷 I did a thang
slipstreams of tedium lay bare
for days without end. you,
in your complicated glory,
fractal pieces of soul
shimmering like images of
the moon caught in shards
of mirror's glass riddled
upon the floor. you entertain
ideas that you yourself
deem forbidden – they
would not be the worst thing
in the world, still it would
not be the best. the night turns
over to day and we live on, just so.

📷Joseph Eid / @afpphoto
That which ails us pales us, rots the insides and fails us. As incessant thoughts work to derail us. Distracts and impales what cannot be measured on a scale. Dreams are that which have us teeming with pride and are sure to cause a certain glint in the eye. But once forced aside something within us has died and the infection spreads to every organ inside. Madness demands madness like a fist demands a foe, and sadness commands our demons so steadily an army grows. With senses dulled and weapons sharp we let loose that final thread, that separates the present from the past, as we tread an economy of the dead.
Pictured: Mohammed Mohiedin Anis sits smoking his pipe and listening to records in his destroyed home in Aleppo, Syria. Anis refuses to leave his home as he wants to continue living and dreams to fix up his collection of classic cars that were either damaged or stolen during the fighting. Let this haunting image remind us of the destruction we are capable of, and the consequences which we keep so far out of mind because it does not affect us.

‪I don't write to be understood. I write to understand. ‬And I'd much rather create than be a subject in any way or form. Subjects command too much attention, and that's something I've never been good at dealing with. I've always preferred existing in the background of things, a program constantly running in the background, as I like to put it. But lately, I've been trying to be more than just background noise, for my own sake. Because you can only achieve so much being static, and then you start hitting all kinds of walls and ceilings. So I'm challenging myself to evolve, to adapt, to grow. To explore the beyond. Writing has always been a comfort for me but sharing has never been. Sharing tests the limits of my personal vulnerability. I'm never too worried about how my work is received or criticized, I welcome that always, but in pouring parts of myself into writing, the subjects begins to resemble bits of the creator. The line is inevitably blurred. And I'm learning how to be more okay with that every day.

“i hold her body like a prayer book,
fingering goosebumps on her arms 
like rosary beads. i’ve known 
worship by different names, 
with lips ready to sin, hers 
ready to forgive. every time 
i lose religion, she’s there to 
carve scripture into my back, 
sermons into my neck, and 
leaves god ringing in my ears." Words by: @_navk Photo by: @trebene_scarves #goodness #love #beauty #trebene #scarves #gorgeous #tenderness #black #poetry #romance #allthefeels #navk

"i had to learn, and
still continue to learn,
to stop putting energy
into those who aren't
reciprocating the exchange."
#andiquote #navk #poet #poetry #spilledink #writtenword #wordsmith #poetrylover #writersofig #notetoself #thatisall

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