May 2012
8 posts
“What was missing in me, Rilke knew.”
– Anne Michaels, from “Modersohn — Becker”, in Miner’s Pond (via growing-orbits)
XIV And what did the rubies say standing before the juice of pomegranates? Why doesn’t Thursday talk itself into coming after Friday? Who shouted with glee when the color blue was born? Why does the earth grieve when the violets appear? — Pablo Neruda, Book of Questions
“Everything’s already been said, but since nobody was listening, we have to...”
– André Gide
“She would smile and show no surprise, convinced as she was, the same as I, that...”
– Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch
April 2012
8 posts
nitsirknerual: Hans Zimmer- Time (We Plants Are...
“ “It is not everyday that the world arranges itself into a poem.” ”
– Wallace Stevens, American Modernist poet (1879-1955), cited in David Madden, A primer of the novel, Scarecrow Press, 1980, p. 192. (via amiquote)
“In general, females were buried with a wider variety and larger quantity of...”
– Description of the Sarmatian burial mounds at Pokrovka, excavated by Russian and American archaeologists in 1992-95 (via coolchicksfromhistory)
“We have sipped coffee together.
His hands are beautiful.”
– Simon Van Booy, “The Still but Falling World” (via thuntress)
“Something in each of us is waiting
to see if we can survive,
severed.”
– Denise Levertov, from “Divorcing” (via growing-orbits)
March 2012
24 posts
“When the image is new, the world is new.”
– Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space: The Classic Look at How We Experience Intimate Places
“What is thingness?” La Maga asked.
“Thingness is that unpleasant feeling that...”
– Julio Cortázar, Hopscotch
“It was sometime in October; she had long ago lost track of all the days and it...”
– Sylvia Plath, Tongues of Stone (via seabois)
“There is nothing for you to say. You must
Learn first to listen. Because it is...”
– W.S. Merwin, from “Learning a Dead Language”, in Migration (via growing-orbits)
belledujour: Olivier Messiaen, Quatuor pour la fin...
“We kept war in the kitchen. A set of ten bone china plates, now eight.”
– Reetika Vazirani (Dream of the Evil Servant)
“a word caught in your throat
is still a word”
-Jerome Rothenberg, from...”
– via ahuntersheart
“I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect....”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via ophidiophobic)
“The night is the night.
In the swell of wandering words.
You almost would have...”
– Paul Perry’s homage to Celan, “Paris”
“You don’t love the world.
If you loved the world you’d have
images in your...”
– Louise Glück, “Rainy Morning”
dramaticgazing: 椎名 林檎(Shiina Ringo) - 茎(Kuki)
“I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she...”
– Pablo Neruda
“How is it now between us?
Love? Love is far too
Tattered a word.”
– W.H. Auden
“You can no longer quiet me with the redness
Of little leaves opening stickily....”
“But, you will say, we loved
And some parts of us loved
And the rest of us will...”
“i drift into the sound of wind, how small my life must be to fit into his palm...”
– Reginald Shepherd
“If you stand
there long enough the air will thicken
with dusk and...”
– Philip Levine, from “How to Get There”
February 2012
22 posts
“It was obvious that he was a man who marched through life to the rhythms of some...”
– Hunter S. Thompson, Hell’s Angels: The Strange and Terrible Saga of the Outlaw Motorcycle Gangs.
“Where the telescope ends, the microscope begins. Which of the two has the...”
– Victor Hugo, Les Misérables.
“Snow and after, each bidding
and restlessness turns the goat’s heart
fallow:...”
– “Inclement” by Allison Titus
fairycastle: There For The Taking by Lou Rhodes.