May 2013
4 tags
“Shall I project a world?”
– Thomas Pynchon, from The Crying of Lot 49
“I would like to give you the silver
branch, the small white flower, the one...”
– Margaret Atwood, from “Variation on the Word Sleep” (via commovente)
5 tags
“My darling, the wind falls in like stones
from the whitehearted water and when...”
– Anne Sexton, from The Truth the Dead Know
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“It is because I dove into the abyss that I am beginning to love the abyss I am...”
– Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H. (via inmilkwood)
“Do not ignore it. Fuck it. Cry your heart out. Then fuck it some more.”
– Charles Bukowski, from Selected Letters Vol. 4 (via deaths-and-entrances)
seasicksailors:
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a poem by jay gatsby
“McSWEENEY’S: Why write poetry?
LINDENBERG: I think there is a general...”
– McSweeney’s Books Q&A with Rebecca Lindenberg (via meiringens)
“and I wanted
a love I could break like a dollar”
– Danniel Schoonebeek, from “Alibi (Honeylocust)” (Handsome, vol. 4)
“Imagine a room,
a sudden glow. Here is my hand, my heart,
my throat, my wrist....”
– “Saying Your Names,” Richard Siken (via commovente)
“Leaving is not enough. You must stay gone. Train your heart like a dog. Change...”
– Frida Kahlo to Marty McConnell (via lushious)
2 tags
“I’m the crazy one who thinks that words reach people.”
– Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait in Letters
“In the coffee shop,
she sips her tea and watches
each one of the people coming...”
– Toby Barlow, Sharp Teeth (via mirroir)
“We were not lovers, we were love.”
– Jeanette Winterson (via confessionsofaquoteaholic)
“Some people underestimate how erotic it is to be understood.”
– Mary Rakow (via kitty-en-classe)
4 tags
“Myths are stories about people who become too big for their lives temporarily,...”
– Anne Carson, Introduction to Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides
“Next to my own skin, her pearls. My mistress
bids me wear them, warm them,...”
– “Warming Her Pearls”, Carol Ann Duffy (via francescanadine)
For Lenya on Her Way
Carrie Murphy
The intimidation of the ocean which is nothing compared to escalators which are nothing compared to riding your bike in a miniskirt,
banjoing along the road as the vee of your turquoise underwear is there & then not there, men looking & then not looking, which is nothing compared to driving alone
in a strange state while a bass drum of hurricane gallops over, rain...
“Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman.
The first time it happened I was...”
– excerpt from “Lady Lazarus” by Sylvia Plath; originally collected in the posthumously published volume Ariel (via wildthicket)
“I too love everything that flows: rivers, sewers, lava, semen, blood, bile,...”
– Henry Miller, “Tropic of Cancer.” (via rivulet)
“That’s what I do: I make coffee and occasionally succumb to suicidal nihilism....”
– Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait In Letters (via violentwavesofemotion)
“I.
When I was trying to quit smoking
and we drank white wine from Mason jars,...”
– All That’s Left To Tell, Clementine von Radics (via clementinevonradics)
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“Conventionality is not morality. Self-righteousness is not religion. To attack...”
– Charlotte Brontë, Preface to Jane Eyre (2nd ed.) 