May 2013
7 posts
I’ve always suspected that early rising in early life makes one nervous.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via lostsplendor)
Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed.
– William Blake, Notes on The Laocoön in Complete Writings (via frenchtwist)
Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed.
– William Blake, Notes on The Laocoön in Complete Writings (via frenchtwist)
A Poet Reflects: A Poem without a Question Mark in... →
apoetreflects:
A Poem without a Question Mark in It
Do you abhor desire when you see it in the mirror missing its clothes moving nearer. Are you afraid
of the tables filled with food that your mood might shift and you might not want to eat a meat, fruit, potato or sweet
because of the great emptiness
Happy National Poetry Month →
amcq: I sat stoned in a stranger’s bed thinking... →
amcq:
I sat stoned in a stranger’s bed thinking about the rain, and how people who don’t write poetry describe hands better than we can. I’m
thinking about how a boy once wrote
“poetry — ’letters on fire’”
and how many times i never told anyone the truth.
I’m stoned in a stranger’s bed and…
April 2013
10 posts
1 tag
April 21: "Clear Mirror Lament" by Debra Allbery
fourwaybooks:
Clear Mirror Lament
after Meng Hao-jan
narcissus in bloom behind rimed glass green shoots bow low to their forced bulbs
winter pond a bright gibbous moon geese cut their accents above the pines
we walked this path under summer stars mock-orange petals scattered like snowflakes
how could farewell go so long and so far still each breath blooms...
And the poem, I think, is only your voice speaking.
– Virginia Woolf, The Waves (via proustitute)
March 2013
8 posts
Sometimes it’s a sort of indulgence to think the worst of ourselves. We say,...
– Daphne du Maurier, The Scapegoat (via tobia)
You made me coffee at 2 a.m
But you see, we never
Smoked those cigarettes...
– Gertrude Stein, Writings 1932-1946 (via violentwavesofemotion)
People speak sometimes about the ‘bestial’ cruelty of man, but that is terribly...
– Fyodor Dostoyevsky (via likeafieldmouse)
“I said it was a brutal thing.
“No, it was a human thing. You should not insult the brutes by such a misuse of that word; they have not deserved it,” and he went on talking like that. “It is like your paltry race—always lying, always claiming virtues...
3 tags
calling down mountains by Kaitlin Allen →
kaitlinallen:
a short short story now available for your reading pleasure at Down in the Dirt
The light of memory, or rather the light that memory lends to things, is the...
– Eugène Ionesco, Present-Past Past-Present, ch. 5
[light, an ongoing study] (via mythologyofblue)
February 2013
7 posts
We promenade
At secret hours
Which no one knows,
Where no one goes,
Like...
– Joseph Rous Paget-Fredericks, Green Pipes
via todf (via frenchtwist)
elina-astra:
“Deep in the human unconscious is a pervasive need for a logical universe that makes sense. But the real universe is always one step beyond logic.”
—Frank Herbert
I like sweeping words
into piles and whispering good night.
– Bob Hicok, from “Truth About Love” (via the-final-sentence)
December 2012
3 posts
November 2012
5 posts
1 tag
October 2012
12 posts
Oppressive language does more than represent violence; it is violence; does more...
– Toni Morrison (via tomefirst)
How many poems sleep in dictionaries
buried like needles in hay?
– Anna Kamieńska, from “Dictionaries” (via loveyourchaos)