July 2012
Aubade
gammasandgerunds:
I woke in a gold dress, you, in jeans.
Morning filled wine bottles in the kitchen.
Fine mica glitter of fish scales and salt.
Outside, it was quiet.
You said: That went well, don’t you think?
Sun behind you
I kissed the hole in the light and said: Yes.
—Rebecca Lindenberg, Love, an Index
“2. Everywhere
I thought I’d lost you. But you said I’m imbued
in the fabric...”
– Mark Doty, “Where You Are” (via atomiclanterns)
Word
gammasandgerunds:
As if language could become solid.
My mother’s sentences become shorter as her needs grow smaller. And then shorter still. Stone bridge with a diminishing
span. Become phrases. Become single words chosen from the rubble inside her mouth: Bird! Outside! Water. Please. Tired. Tired. She has grown tired
of language. On her night stand a tumbler of water on a plastic coaster and...
“Sometimes when you mean hello I carry
you in my left ear for days. You go with...”
– Wendy Xu & Nick Sturm, I Was Not Even Born When You Knew My Name (via grammatolatry)
“Let sunlight mix with language
and be the world.”
– “Outdoors and the Passion of the Grass” by Rumi, trans. Coleman Barks (via the-final-sentence)
“[Everyone was at war
With what it meant to be alive.] That’s why we refused to...”
– Terrance Hayes, from “All the Way Live” (via the-final-sentence)
“Let yourself become living poetry.”
– Rumi (tr. Coleman Barks), from “Soul Houses” (via weissewiese)
“Perhaps the way to succeed is to think of life on Earth as a colossal joke, a...”
– There Is No Dog by Meg Rosoff (via lostinthesounds)
“I take pleasure in my transformations. I look quiet and consistent, but few know...”
– Anais Nin. (via francesfarmerr)
“You can find me on the moon waxing and waning. My heart full of petals, every...”
– -Andrea Gibson
Good god this hit me right in the heart.
(via loveyourchaos)
“She never could get herself away from the hills and the broad sky, from the...”
– Jennifer Worth (via girlmeetsdream)
“I want to fulfill myself in one of the rarest of destinies. I have only a dim...”
– Jean Genet, The Thief’s Journal (via jobefish)
“Will a self. - Active, successful natures act, not according to the dictum ‘know...”
– Friedrich Nietzsche, from Assorted Opinions and Maxims. (via sanknow)
“I love incorrectly.
There is a solemnity in hands,
the way a palm will curve...”
– “The Confession of an Apricot,” Carl Adamshick (via clavicola)
“You have more freedom than you are using.”
– Dan Attoe (via nminusone)
“[Life so far doesn’t have any other name
but breath and light, wind and rain....”
– “What Is There Beyond Knowing?” by Mary Oliver (via the-final-sentence)
“When I am dead, it will not matter
how hard you press your ear to the ground.”
– Jo Carson, from “I am asking you to come back home” (via the-final-sentence)
“My suggestion is that whenever you have to choose, always choose the unknown,...”
– Osho (via fuckyeahexistentialism)
“Someone wants to celebrate their existence and you call it exhibitionism. It’s...”
– Dave Eggers, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius (via tryhowandwhy)
Waiting for Godot, Samuel Beckett
Estragon: I can't go on like this.
Vladimir: That's what you think.
“[look at you,
cloaked in god’s skin.]
only in his name could you exist so...”
– Warsan Shire, from “Poem to Self and Other Insecure Women” (thanks, passade)
“I am not what happened to me, I am what I choose to become.”
– Carl Jung (via beautiful-ambition)
“And when the idea
of people is over we will
walk right back in there
and make...”
– Heather Christle, from “All Things Bright and Beautiful” (via the-final-sentence)
“His talent was as natural as the pattern that was made by the dust on a...”
– Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
“Something looks back from the trees,
and knows me for who I am.”
– “Three Foxes by the Edge of the Field at Twilight” by Jane Hirshfield (via the-final-sentence)
clavicola:
But really. At times it’s wonderful to wallow in your melancholy, but there comes a point where you have to stand back from yourself and think — what the good fuck am I doing. So get out of bed. Open a window. Smile at the neighbors getting their mail in their bathrobes. Put on your pretty lips and your favorite dress and go for a walk and pick a flower for yourself on the way home....
