I Stare, Recognize The Ghost Of Old Feelings. ‘What Do I Remember / That Was Shaped / As This Thing
I stare, recognize the ghost of old feelings. ‘What do I remember / that was shaped / as this thing is shaped?’
- Heather Christle, The Crying Book
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she taught me the poems of these death-facing women and I understood them to be my mothers.
- Heather Christle, The Crying Book
if I presume to understand negative capability, am I then incapable of it, since it is the capability of being in the presence of an uncertainty without reaching to understand it? [...] If negative capability works at all, it works in reverse, a kind of negative negative capability—which would make it positive—where very real anxiety and irritability over mystery and doubt enable the poet—no, propel him—into the world of the eye, the pure perceptual habit that checks all cognitive drives, not before they’ve begun but after they’ve begun, and done their damage.
Mary Ruefle, On Fear
I remember thinking my father was mean but knowing he was kind. I remember thinking my father was kind but knowing he was mean.
Mary Ruefle, Woodtangle
'I'll go.' But he doesn't go. He uses the future not the present tense
Niall Williams, History of the Rain
Does the earth fill the mouths of the dead to stop them from describing what they've seen?
Garous Abdolmalekian, Long Poem of Loneliness tr. Ahmed Nadalizadeh and Idra Novey
A picture lives by companionship, expanding and quickening in the eyes of the sensitive observer. It dies by the same token.
Mark Rothko, Statement
In a moment I could destroy the entire legend, from beginning to end, destroy everything, except the fundamentals
Anaïs Nin, Henry and June
I want to learn to navigate by stars that have nothing to do with me
- Heather Christle, The Crying Book
How imagining death can make it easier
to live and I agree and say, It’s called die
before you die.
- Ada Limón, The Long Ride
