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“The desert lay in wait, more infinite than God, no less remote.”
― Desert Fathers, Uranium Daughters
― Desert Fathers, Uranium Daughters
“I wanted a bath, even if it were dust. A strigil to scrape the skin that I couldn’t crawl out of.”
― Desert Fathers, Uranium Daughters
― Desert Fathers, Uranium Daughters
“Why, my students wondered,
did the great dead poets all live north of us?
Was there nothing to do all winter there
but pine for better weather?”
―
did the great dead poets all live north of us?
Was there nothing to do all winter there
but pine for better weather?”
―
“Youngest Brother, swan's wing,
where one arm should be, yours the shirt
of nettles short a sleeve
and me with no time left to finish --
I didn't mend you all the way back into man
though I managed for your brothers;
they flit again from court to playing-courts
to courting, while you station yourself,
wing folded from sight, avian eye
to the outside, no rebuke meant but love's.
Was it better then, the living on the water,
the taking to air...?
("Ever After," from the book 'The Poets' Grimm')”
―
where one arm should be, yours the shirt
of nettles short a sleeve
and me with no time left to finish --
I didn't mend you all the way back into man
though I managed for your brothers;
they flit again from court to playing-courts
to courting, while you station yourself,
wing folded from sight, avian eye
to the outside, no rebuke meant but love's.
Was it better then, the living on the water,
the taking to air...?
("Ever After," from the book 'The Poets' Grimm')”
―
