December 2011
2 posts
This is not my teeming fate, my rind, my rolling ellipsis or valedictory spray...
– Aaron Shurin, from “Plume” in Citizen (via proustitute)
Noctilucent Sheen
We learn breath, the boundaries of flesh against flesh, unlearn the rumbling rushes of our mothers’ bodies.
by Laura Esckelson
excerpted from Pank Magazine
August 2011
5 posts
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Crystal gray skies. A bizarre pattern of bridges, some of
them straight, others...
– From Rimbaud’s Illuminations, translated by John Ashbery
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Most people think that shadows follow, precede or surround beings or objects....
– Elie Wiesel
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I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I...
– Arthur Rimbaud
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Thinking has a quiet skin …
I feel the stumbling gait of what I am,...
– Laurie Sheck, excerpts from “A quiet skin”
July 2011
7 posts
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Why does one feel so different at night? Why is it so exciting to be awake when...
– Katherine Mansfield, “At the Bay,” in The Garden Party, 1922 (via proustitute)
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your soul breaks inside you,
two bells of bone sound,
and nothing happens but...
– Pablo Neruda, from “Physics” translated by William O’Daly
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Attention acts as a lightning rod. Merely by concentrating on something one...
– - Julio Cortázar
with thanks to whiskey river
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Down near the bottom
of the crossed-out list
of things you have to do today,
...
– Tony Hoagland
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the sun
underfoot is so dazzling
down there among the sundews,
there is so...
– Amy Clampitt
June 2011
9 posts
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The willows carried a slow sound,
A sarabande the wind mowed on the mead.
I...
– Hart Crane
from Repose of Rivers
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If you want to write, if you want to create, you must be the most sublime fool...
– Ray Bradbury
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Even after all this time the sun never says to the earth,
“You owe me.”
...
– Hafiz
Translated by Daniel Ladinsky
Break a vase, and the love that reassembles the fragments is stronger than that...
– Derek Walcott
Real fearlessness is the product of tenderness. It comes from letting the world...
– Chogyam Trungpa
May 2011
12 posts
Click anywhere to make music
via: mandaflewaway
Fall in love whenever you can.
– Practical Magic by Alice Hoffman
Aurora australis captured by NASA’s IMAGE satellite and overlaid onto NASA’s satellite-based Blue Marble image.
Make up a story. Narrative is radical, creating us at the very moment it is...
– Toni Morrison,
from the 1993 Nobel Prize lecture (source)
Out of this same light, out of the central mind,
We make a dwelling in the...
– Wallace Stevens, from “Final Soliloquy of the Interior Paramour” (adapted from evoketheforms)
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I am circling around God, around the ancient tower, and I have been circling for...
– Rainer Maria Rilke
translated by Robert Bly
At present I absolutely want to paint a starry sky. It often seems to me that...
– Vincent van Gogh (via proustitute)
Letter to Wilhelmina van Gogh. Written 9 and 16 September 1888 in Arles. Translated by Robert Harrison, edited by Robert Harrison, number W07.
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This is what you shall do; Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise...
– Walt Whitman
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I am done with apologies. If contrariness is my
inheritance and destiny, so be...
– Wendell Berry
from The Contrariness of the Mad Farmer
April 2011
7 posts
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Give me a field of bent grasses
with the sharp odour of leaf and earth
where I...
– Mary T. McDonald
They can be like a sun, words.
They can do for the heart what light can for a...
– St. John of the Cross
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… poetry is not a luxury. It is a vital necessity of our existence. It...
– Audre Lorde
From her essay, Poetry is Not a Luxury
I would like to visit the factory that makes train horns, and ask them how they...
– Nicholson Baker, A Box of Matches
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I am this space my body believes in
– Yusef Komunyakaa
March 2011
12 posts
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What troubles me is a sense that so many things lovely and precious in our world...
– Galway Kinnell
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All night the water combed you with black
Insolence. You crept out simmering,...
– Hart Crane
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Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature nor do the...
– Helen Keller
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Always in a foreign country, the poet uses poetry as interpreter.
– Edmond Jabès
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what is broken is blessed,
not the knowledge and empty-shelled wisdom...
– Jimmy Santiago Baca
The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being...
– Vladimir Nabokov