October 2011
102 posts
September 2011
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“In that book which is my memory,
On the first page of the chapter that is the...”
– Dante Alighieri (Vita Nuova)
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Standing in line at the post office pre-opening my eyes not up with the sun I only notice when you passed, the air that followed and your scent after that
- Jacob Pastrovich, “The Air That Rushes Past”
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“When a writer resorts to a language other than his mother tongue, he does so...”
– KL
(via asymptotejournal)
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“The word ‘translation’ comes, etymologically, from the Latin for ‘bearing...”
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SN
(via asymptotejournal)
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In the poem “Ode or Nearly There” from h.j.r. a line wrote itself: [To] “caravan / atoms into lines of flight.” The oddness of that line was brought home — wherever that may be, if ever caravans do get there, which is neither here nor there — when my French translator queried it. Though French certainly isn’t home either, as no language is, despite our desire to make it so. Language, even...
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“Ah
this is my lot
this is my lot
my lot is
a sky which is taken away at the...”
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I live in an old house where nothing screams victory reads history where nothing plants flowers
sometimes my clock falls someitmes my sun is like a tank on fire
I do not ask your armies or your kisses or your death I have my own
my hands have arms my arms have shoulders my shoulders have me I have me you have me when you can see me but I don’t like you to see me
I do not like...
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“A flower left out.
My bones hold a stillness, the far
Fields melt my...”
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“We must resist. We must refuse
to disappear
I said, In exile
survival
is...”
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“It was her voice that made
The sky acutest at its vanishing.
She measured to...”
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“That poetry survived in its formal agencies finally, and that prose survived to...”
– Robert Creeley
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“But I remember words
once spoken—and how, my dear,
we both must learn the...”
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“She kissed as if she, alone, could forge the signature of the sun.”
– Saul Williams (via arielj-)
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“Obsessed, bewildered
By the shipwreck
Of the singular
We have chosen the...”
– (via senseofchampagnechic)
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“I longed for the courage to do something reckless and the years in which to...”
– (via senseofchampagnechic)
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“If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no...”
– Henry Rollins (via arielj-)
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“I know how vicious you think you are,
the black widow work you think you’ve...”
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“I want to read long love letters but I don’t think he loves me.
I think I’m...”
– Jeanann Verlee (via loverofstories)
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“Nail me to you. I will ride you like a nightmare.”
– Jeanette Winterson, Written On The Body (via serpentskirts)
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Weren’t we more than Electricity and dust? Weren’t we the hours We lay beside Each other? Weren’t we The marks We made on the page? Weren’t we the days We knew we had purpose And every step We took was praise?” -Gregory Orr, from “How Beautiful The Beloved”
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“Spelled out in images and photographs, a face loses the mobility of its...”
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“Structured like a dream and like the reason for a dream structured
like a...”
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“how is it now between us?
love? love is far too
tattered a word”
-W.H....”
– (via senseofchampagnechic)
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“Sometimes only the length
Of a single poem”
-Gregory Orr, from...”
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“The confession of the not the avowal the confusion.
The twisting into syntax...”
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“I really don’t know what “I love you” means.
I think it means “Don’t leave me...”
– Neil Gaiman (via rosenplantzandguildenfern)
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I don’t wanna stay at your party I...
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“Too much rain
loosens trees.
In the hills giant oaks
fall upon their knees....”
– (via proustitute)
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“… and between us every elegy, all the fallen
language that couldn’t hold its...”
– (via proustitute)
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“You expected to be sad in the Fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves...”
– Ernest Hemingway (via lastwaltzinvienna)
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“I mean, they say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second...”
– Banksy (via loveyourchaos)
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