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Rosmarie Waldrop

Even in a state of geometrical grace we cannot see time as it is, only as it passes. So the river shows us while softly disfiguring our waterlogged bodies on the way to vast projects of war. — Rosmarie Waldrop, from “Water,” Driven to Abstraction. (New Directions Oct. 26 2010) Advertisements

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Stefan Baciu

I want to write a poem        as simple as a glass of water        or as a piece of bread abandoned        on the table by a child A poem transparent like a window        light like a winged ingot of lead and        yet heavy like butterflies among city lorries A poem wrought… Continue reading Stefan Baciu

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Anna Kamieńska

How many poems sleep in dictionaries buried like needles in hay How many poets not yet born rolled in tight webs of anger How many tender confessions there How many insults How many falsehoods And what unexplored uninhabited deserts of silences — Anna Kamieńska, “Dictionaries,” Astonishments. (Paraclete Press (MA); First Edition edition July 1, 2007)

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Sylvia Plath

Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything, it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing. ― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath. (Anchor; Unabridged edition October 17, 2000) 

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Wendell Berry

How to be a Poet (to remind myself) Make a place to sit down. Sit down. Be quiet. You must depend upon affection, reading, knowledge, skill—more of each than you have—inspiration work, growing older, patience, for patience joins time to eternity… Breathe with unconditional breath the unconditioned air. Shun electric wire. Communicate slowly. Live a… Continue reading Wendell Berry

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