January 2012
31 posts
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emily dickinson to the rescue.
lindseyannebaker:
At a local poetry reading tonight, one of the readers kept making reference to his “chest brain.” I don’t know what that is, but it kept making me think of Michael Dickman’s “Brain Death” or otherwise oft-mentioned brains. And then I just wanted to go read Michael Dickman.
Standing in her house today all I could think of was whether she took a shit every
morning
or...
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Even if you’ve taken off every stitch of clothing, you will still have your...
– Catherynne M. Valente (The Girl who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making)
I’m not lost, because I haven’t any idea where to go that I might get lost on...
– Catherynne M. Valente, The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland In a Ship of Her Own Making (via relatedworlds)
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There are bats all dissolving in a row, oh,
it-is-only-skin:
into the wishy-washy dark that cannot let go. And I cannot let go, so I thank the Lord and I thank His sword, though it be mincing up the morning, slightly bored. Oh, morning without warning like a hole. And I watch you go. There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road. There are some dragons who were built to have and hold. And some machines are dropped from great...
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Suddenly to remember: the ancient Assyrians carved words into every surface,...
–
Dan Beachy-Quick, “A January Notebook” (Evening Will Come, April 2011)
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All of it a blessing. The being there. Being alive then.
Like a giant bell...
–
Jack Gilbert, from “Burma” (Refusing Heaven, Knopf, 2005)
December 2011
40 posts
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Not Getting Closer | Jack Gilbert
Walking in the dark streets of Seoul under the almost full moon. Lost for the last two hours. Finishing a loaf of bread and worried about the curfew. I have not spoken for three days and I am thinking, “Why not just settle for love? Why not just settle for love instead?”
I do so love my witches and wicked queens. I find myself drawn to feminine...
– Catherynne M. Valente (from her website FAQ)
(via baroquemirrors)
This is a bad year for dictators.
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Catherynne M. Valente sums up everything I have... →
But as I read about the tiny Brontes and their twelve wooden soldiers and their little magazine and newspaper and grand nations of their minds (even if Glass Town makes me a little uncomfortable as our small colonizers set their magical adventures in Darkest Africa) I am filled with longing.
… I want to have had that. I want to have had a close little circle who made up elaborate, endless...
When I’m at work on a story, I never compose paragraphically. I write...
– oh, Gary Lutz. (via meaghano)
Parts, pieces, flickery fragments.
(via victoriouswanderer)
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I have read the right books to interpret your...
Peach, Plum, Pear on the harp. What I’d give to see her live again.
I said to the sun, ‘Tell me about the big bang.’ The sun said, ‘It hurts to...
– Andrea Gibson (via rabbitinthemoon)