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My Grandmother's Love Lettersby Hart Crane
There are no stars tonight
But those of memory.
Yet how much room for memory there is
In the loose girdle of soft rain.

There is even room enough
For the letters of my mother’s mother,
Elizabeth,
That have been pressed so long
Into a corner of the roof
That they are brown and soft,
And liable to melt as snow.

Over the greatness of such space
Steps must be gentle.
It is all hung by an invisible white hair.
It trembles as birch limbs webbing the air.
And...

I Wont Lie This Plague of Gratitudeby Kaveh Akbar



I won’t lie this plague of gratitude
________is hard to bear       I was comfortable
in my native pessimism         not this spun-
________sugar fantasy         last night I made actual______________cake        there were no worms in the flour no
________bloody whirls in the eggs        afterwards the minor
______________holiday below my waistband remained...

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Antoine de Saint-Exupéry (excerpts)
“To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be u...

Peonies This year       I need you more than you need me Cut for bloggers, smashed upon your sisters in buckets, my orphansI wave my cash at the flower farmers and adopt you, bulbous babes Displaced delicacies, you are my children, my saviors, my paramours, the treasures to which I awake each morning as I anticipate your nascent openingYour naked thrush-poms, sweet scent of love-nectar and the sublime momentary burst of blossomI cannot make you close enoughI...

Vaslav Nijinsky and Lubov Tchernicheva in Afternoon of a Faun for Ballet Russeà la folieby Taylor Roberts



If there was a god
Who could make a world in seven
How many thousands of days have
I sat not creating fire? No, I mean
A woman is not a rope-bridge

I am reaching for the apotheosis
An arc between catastrophes
The boys come and pass, looking at love
Through sunlit glass, and a woman
Is not a pier leading to an ocean

When I do not say Je t'aime
In any language
There is a great body of love falling
F...

I grew up on the stage. A ballet dancer, waited in the wings, resin on pointe shoes. Fashion was just for fun. Compared to other jobs I've held, models aren't treated particularly well. The runway is a designer's territory and you are a beautiful closet. How many ways can you bring beauty to life? For how long? To what end? 
I am always asking for more. For us, the runway days will always be about the friendships we made.


Photography by Drew A. Kelley for the Orange County Register 
fe...

alfred eisenstaedt

How to Get There
by Frank O’Hara

White the October air, no snow, easy to breathe
beneath the sky, lies, lies everywhere writhing and
gaspingclutching and tangling, it is not easy to breathe
lies building their tendrils into dim figures
who disappear down corridors in west-side apartments
into childhood’s proof of being wanted, not
abandoned, kidnappedbetrayal staving off loneliness, I see the fog lunge in
and hide it
where are you?here I am on the sidewalkunder the moonlike lamplight...

Students sit in protest at Woolworth's in Jackson, MS. Photo by Fred Blackwell.Haiku by Sonia Sanchez


my bones hang to-
gether like pinched dragonflies
shake loose my skin



[copyright Sonia Sanchez, 1999]

Whether you are politically involved or doing your best to avoid politics, it is likely that you have been affected by current events and by the current social-climate. Millions of women have come forward to speak out about our past experiences with abuse and assault, and many of us have had to relive the anxiety we thought long buried by time.

To get through these weeks I have employed as many healing practices as possible, from yoga to baking, and here is one that's working wonders. A spa ex...

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