Life is short but it is wide. This too shall pass. —Rebecca Wells, Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood. (Harper Perennial; a edition December 7, 2004) Originally published 1996. Advertisements
A Rabbit as King of the Ghosts The difficulty to think at the end of day, When the shapeless shadow covers the sun And nothing is left except light on your fur— There was the cat slopping its milk all day, Fat cat, red tongue, green mind, white milk And August… Continue reading Wallace Stevens
…no form of love is wrong, so long as it is love, and you yourself honour what you are doing. Love has an extraordinary variety of forms! And that is all there is in life, it seems to me. But I grant you, if you deny the variety of love you deny love altogether. If… Continue reading D. H. Lawrence
They tell me I am going to die. Why don’t I seem to care? My cup is full. Let it spill — Robert Friend, “My Cup,” Dancing with a Tiger: Poems 1941-1998. (Menard Press August 5, 2008) Originally published September 15th 2003.
And I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong but to feel strong, to measure yourself at least once, to find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions, facing blind, deaf stone alone, with nothing to help you but your own hands and your own… Continue reading Primo Levi
I want us to become a language for euphoria, an alphabet of limbs. — Adonis, from “from “Beginnings of the Body, Ends of the Sea,” Selected Poems (Yale University Press, 2010)
I’ve never aspired to be more than a dreamer. I paid no attention to those who spoke to me of living. I’ve always belonged to what isn’t where I am and to what I could never be. Whatever isn’t mine, no matter how base, has always had poetry for me. — Fernando Pessoa, The Book… Continue reading Fernando Pessoa