Linda Hogan
To be held by the light was what I wanted, to be a tree drinking the rain, — Linda Hogan, from “To Be Held,” Dark. Sweet. (Coffee House Press July 1, 2014)
Category: Native-American Renaissance
Linda Hogan
The pull of all water toward the ocean, the hope that somewhere there is a world undisturbed, that when we enter, it closes behind us as if we were never here. Someplace a source, a place without despair, the beginning. — Linda Hogan, from “Sounding the Depths,” Rounding the Human Corners (Coffee House Press, 2008)
Linda Hogan
…and it is light, after all, first and last, we live for, die for. We fly toward it. — Linda Hogan, from “Light,” Rounding the Human Corners. (Coffee House Press April 1, 2008)
Linda Hogan
Here she comes, walking. Here he is, as if undressed from the body, as if the abyss were beautiful and nothing there could hold you down. — Linda Hogan, from “Gentling the Human,” Rounding the Human Corners. (Coffee House Press April 1, 2008)
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