“So I don't care to be too definite about anything. I have a lot of edges called Perhaps and almost nothing you can call Certainty.”
― Blue Horses
― Blue Horses
“first narcissi
Persephone walks out of
the underground station
spring day
announcement said
no flowers
with or without you
bindweed climbing
both sides of the wall
I will go now
where my eyes carry me
poplar fluff
she comes to me
attired only
in a short night
slow train home
a cloud’s shadow running
across the stubble
bitter wind
the smell of honey
in the empty hive
the fragrance
of pencil shavings
September rain
all the wealth
that he left
golden leaves
her hands tremble
like captured birds
winter wind
a few words
from the doctor
crows on snow
shape of her sleep
on the down pillow
snowy morning”
― The Touch of the Intangible: Haiku Collected and Selected
Persephone walks out of
the underground station
spring day
announcement said
no flowers
with or without you
bindweed climbing
both sides of the wall
I will go now
where my eyes carry me
poplar fluff
she comes to me
attired only
in a short night
slow train home
a cloud’s shadow running
across the stubble
bitter wind
the smell of honey
in the empty hive
the fragrance
of pencil shavings
September rain
all the wealth
that he left
golden leaves
her hands tremble
like captured birds
winter wind
a few words
from the doctor
crows on snow
shape of her sleep
on the down pillow
snowy morning”
― The Touch of the Intangible: Haiku Collected and Selected
“Everything is change, he said, and everything is connected. Also everything returns, but what returns is not what went away.”
― Winter Recipes from the Collective
― Winter Recipes from the Collective
“To speak of reality becoming a spectacle is a breathtaking provincialism. It universalizes the viewing habits of a small, educated population living in the rich part of the world, where news has been converted into entertainment—that mature style of viewing which is a prime acquisition of "the modern," and a prerequisite for demanding traditional forms of party-based politics that offer real disagreement and debate. It assumes that everyone is a spectator. It suggests, perversely, unseriously, that there is no real suffering in the world. But it is absurd to identify the world with those zones in the well-off countries where people have the dubious privilege of being spectators, or of declining to be spectators, of other people's pain, just as it is absurd to generalize about the ability to respond to the sufferings of others on the basis of the mind-set of those consumers of news who know nothing at first hand about war and massive injustice and terror. There are hundreds of millions of television watchers who are far from inured to what they see on television. They do not have the luxury of patronizing reality.”
― Regarding the Pain of Others
― Regarding the Pain of Others
“We may have built this foundation on shifting sands, but together we’re holding stronger than ever. I have three bonds, unbreakable. They have their own bonds too—bonds of friendship, teamwork, and love. No matter what the future holds, I know who I am now, and I know where I belong.”
― Pucking Around
― Pucking Around
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