February 2011
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“…The sky empties itself to a color, there, where yesterday’s puddle ...”
– James Schuyler, from The Crystal Lithium
5.
Not that passion is deceitful or imaginary!
It doesn’t lie. Simply, it doesn’t last!
If only we could come into this world as though
we were common people in love
be sensible, see things as they are: this
is just a hill, just a bump in the ground.
(And yet they say it is by the pull of
abysses, that you measure height.)
In the heaps of gorse, colored dim
among islands...
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“Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter...”
– Khalil Gibran, from The Prophet
“For me a poem often begins as a constellation of words coursing through my head...”
– Maggie Nelson, on writing, from this interview
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