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“The life we live isn’t growing but fleeing
from us leaves us empty / pining”
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from us leaves us empty / pining”
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“The sky of my day is blue
in a way that hurts
all the unblueness inside me
& there are thousands of lines
that I could write next
but I’m waiting to figure out
which one is the best.
I woke up in a puddle of sun
& my soul was maybe raptured;
if it was a garment
it was undone like a girl
& those parts of my heart.
It’s impossible to predict
when something you don’t want
to forget
will happen. I’d rather not miss it
right away. I’d rather be struck
by how necessary this is.
—Nate Pritts, “Notes on the Morning,” Sweet Nothing (Lowbrow Press LLC, 2011)”
― Sweet Nothing
in a way that hurts
all the unblueness inside me
& there are thousands of lines
that I could write next
but I’m waiting to figure out
which one is the best.
I woke up in a puddle of sun
& my soul was maybe raptured;
if it was a garment
it was undone like a girl
& those parts of my heart.
It’s impossible to predict
when something you don’t want
to forget
will happen. I’d rather not miss it
right away. I’d rather be struck
by how necessary this is.
—Nate Pritts, “Notes on the Morning,” Sweet Nothing (Lowbrow Press LLC, 2011)”
― Sweet Nothing
“I work so hard to forget myself
& now the trees are full of autumn.
This is the time of year when I would rip myself apart
if I thought it would do any good.”
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& now the trees are full of autumn.
This is the time of year when I would rip myself apart
if I thought it would do any good.”
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“There was a tree yesterday that might have held thousands of leaves or snowflakes or tears or birds, or thousands of years of trying to be better.”
― Right Now More Than Ever
― Right Now More Than Ever
“Remember last winter & paper snowflakes in the windows. Remember snowflakes not melting in the sunshine. The Mondayness of this light. I still get distracted by clouds; almost two weeks now & my morning eyes are stifled by cloud in this present Octoberousness. There are things that only happen once happening all the time! Someone held a bird & said to me “For you.” Someone made a bird out of paper so it wouldn’t disappear in the heat. I’m writing every poem to you.”
― Right Now More Than Ever
― Right Now More Than Ever
“I teach myself to control the forward fall. Sometimes there’s a breath in the trees that crowd the lakeshore”
― Right Now More Than Ever
― Right Now More Than Ever
“Sometimes the sun sets
& things that shouldn’t be
golden are golden. There’s a field.
There’s a lake & a tree & a bird.
Sometimes I am goldenrod crowding a field.
Leaves fall from my branches
but I try to hold on.”
― Right Now More Than Ever
& things that shouldn’t be
golden are golden. There’s a field.
There’s a lake & a tree & a bird.
Sometimes I am goldenrod crowding a field.
Leaves fall from my branches
but I try to hold on.”
― Right Now More Than Ever
“People are acting crazy in February because their lives are nothing but marks & lines.”
― Right Now More Than Ever
― Right Now More Than Ever
“Tuesday clouds this hectic splatter, distorts the calendar’s faith in progression, its suspicion of narrative.”
― Right Now More Than Ever
― Right Now More Than Ever
“I say your name out loud in the blue, in a field of fields, in my own voice. I keep going.”
― Right Now More Than Ever
― Right Now More Than Ever
“in love with the ground, the feet of the real buried in sand on a beach you can’t reach except in memory.”
― Right Now More Than Ever
― Right Now More Than Ever
“Early morning & I don’t care that it’s starless. It’s okay that it’s endless but full of endings.”
― Right Now More Than Ever
― Right Now More Than Ever
“Say one thing over & over into the atmosphere & you’ll convince the stars to believe it.”
― Right Now More Than Ever
― Right Now More Than Ever
“Me a proud honorary astronaut sent out as a lover of uncontained & immortal beauty”
― Right Now More Than Ever
― Right Now More Than Ever
“Frost in autumn, frost at midnight, Frost on a hotel bed, telescoping from mountains to buzzsaws, each of your eyes a diamond ripping through my wooden soul, a stunning revelation no matter which of five mountain ranges you’re planted on”
― Right Now More Than Ever
― Right Now More Than Ever
“& I am wildly annunciatory; I am some pine tree utterance; I am a broken sonnet shattered in the fall & fitted back together.”
― Right Now More Than Ever
― Right Now More Than Ever
“& I’m waking up lonely with arms that can’t do what they know to do, palms shaped like empty rosebuds.”
― Right Now More Than Ever
― Right Now More Than Ever
“You cannot fight against the truth
of what has happened.
You cannot expect metaphor
to comfort you”
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of what has happened.
You cannot expect metaphor
to comfort you”
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