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Jack Gilbert

Is she more apparent because she is not anymore forever? Is her whiteness more white because she was the color of pale honey? A smokestack making the sky more visible. A dead woman filling the whole world. Michiko said, “The roses you gave me kept me awake with the sound of their petals falling. —… Continue reading Jack Gilbert

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Anaïs Nin

I have heard the beast pound in the breath of a bird and felt in its feathers the fire. I have hated with passion the gathering herd and the weight of its common desire Ah, but no rest for weary terrestrial wings in beating oppressive air they long for the strength of celestial things like… Continue reading Anaïs Nin

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Diane Wakoski

…all of us are instruments recording the heart, playing its jealous and beautiful sounds, the mirror breaking and shattering past our tongues when the fire burns our skins. — Diane Wakoski, from “The Mirror of a Day Chiming Marigold,” Dancing on the Grave of a Son of a Bitch. (Black Sparrow Press,U.S.; New edition edition… Continue reading Diane Wakoski

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Joshua Marie Wilkinson

Memory opens a little door: the dark & you listen with your eyes & write things in my letter you’ll pretend later to forget. — Joshua Marie Wilkinson, from “A Moth in the Projectorlight,” Lug Your Careless Body out of the Careful Dusk: A Poem in Fragments (Iowa Poetry Prize). (University Of Iowa Press April… Continue reading Joshua Marie Wilkinson

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