In Favor Of One’s Time The spent purpose of a perfectly marvellous life suddenly glimmers and leaps into flame it’s more difficult than you think to make charcoal it’s also pretty hard to remember life’s marvellous but there it is guttering choking then soaring in the mirrored room of this consciousness it’s practically a blaze… Continue reading Frank O’Hara
A heart is not judged by how much you love; but by how much you are loved by others. — L. Frank Baum, The Wonderful Wizard of Oz. (Penguin Books, May 25, 1995) Originally published May 17th 1900.
It seems only yesterday I used to believe there was nothing under my skin but light. If you cut me I could shine. But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life, I skin my knees. I bleed. — Billy Collins, from “On Turning Ten,” The Art of Drowning. (University of Pittsburgh Press, 1995)