Cleopatra Mathis > Quotes

“I was full of myth, which is to say full of an idea.”
― Cleopatra Mathis, Book of Dog: Poems

“ocean's snaking blues beyond the meadow”
― Cleopatra Mathis, Book of Dog: Poems

“The heat compounded, and ugliness settled its cloud over us, profound as human speech, although by then we were not speaking.”
― Cleopatra Mathis, Book of Dog: Poems

“Anxiety has forged another weather.”
― Cleopatra Mathis, Book of Dog: Poems

“And for her, now, replaced by the plain language of the dogs, who in a few syllables have everything to say.”
― Cleopatra Mathis, Book of Dog: Poems

“We go out in the fog in the morning won't burn.”
― Cleopatra Mathis, Book of Dog: Poems

“Fingernails filling with silt, scraping the sculpted...”
― Cleopatra Mathis, Book of Dog: Poems

“I will warm the great outdoors for the whole of January if I can.”
― Cleopatra Mathis, Book of Dog: Poems

“And if only it would stop, shut itself up for good- this off-key 'if only' that goes on singing, like some deranged child, repeating.”
― Cleopatra Mathis, Book of Dog: Poems

“The snow is tending toward nothingness.”
― Cleopatra Mathis, Book of Dog: Poems

“White spume flew its ghost against the glass.”
― Cleopatra Mathis, Book of Dog: Poems