“Mineral cactai,
quicksilver lizards in the adobe walls,
the bird that punctures space,
thirst, tedium, clouds of dust,
impalpable epiphanies of wind.
The pines taught me to talk to myself.
In that garden I learnedto send myself off.
Later there were no gardens. ”
― A Draft of Shadows and Other Poems
quicksilver lizards in the adobe walls,
the bird that punctures space,
thirst, tedium, clouds of dust,
impalpable epiphanies of wind.
The pines taught me to talk to myself.
In that garden I learnedto send myself off.
Later there were no gardens. ”
― A Draft of Shadows and Other Poems
“There are some things in this world you rely on, like a sure bet. And when they let you down, shifting from where you've carefully placed them, it shakes your faith, right where you stand.”
― Someone Like You
― Someone Like You
“Der Mond wird doch gewöhnlich in Hamburg hergestellt, und zwar sehr nachlässig. Ich wundere mich, dass England dem keine Aufmerksamkeit schenkt. Ein lahmer Böttcher stellt ihn her, und der Dummkopf hat offenbar keine Ahnung vom Mond. Er nimmt geteertes Tauwerk und einen Teil Baumöl, und davon verbreitet sich über die Erde entsetzlicher Gestank, so dass man die Nase zustopfen muss. Und daher ist der Mond eine so zerbrechliche Kugel, auf der kein Mensch leben kann, auf der nur Nasen leben. Und deshalb können wir unsere Nasen selber nicht sehen, weil sie sich auf dem Mond befinden.”
― Diary of a Madman and Other Stories
― Diary of a Madman and Other Stories
“Always try to keep a patch of sky above your life.”
― Swann’s Way
― Swann’s Way
“This sentence is made of lead (and a sentence of lead gives a reader an entirely different sensation from one made of magnesium). This sentence is made of yak wool. This sentence is made of sunlight and plums. This sentence is made of ice. This sentence is made from the blood of the poet. This sentence was made in Japan. This sentence glows in the dark. This sentence was born with a caul. This sentence has a crush on Norman Mailer. This sentence is a wino and doesn't care who knows it. Like many italic sentences, this one has Mafia connections. This sentence is a double Cancer with a Pisces rising. This sentence lost its mind searching for the perfect paragraph. This sentence refuses to be diagrammed. This sentence ran off with an adverb clause. This sentence is 100 percent organic: it will not retain a facsimile of freshness like those sentences of Homer, Shakespeare, Goethe et al., which are loaded with preservatives. This sentence leaks. This sentence doesn't look Jewish... This sentence has accepted Jesus Christ as its personal savior. This sentence once spit in a book reviewer's eye. This sentence can do the funky chicken. This sentence has seen too much and forgotten too little. This sentence is called "Speedoo" but its real name is Mr. Earl. This sentence may be pregnant. This sentence suffered a split infinitive - and survived. If this sentence has been a snake you'd have bitten it. This sentence went to jail with Clifford Irving. This sentence went to Woodstock. And this little sentence went wee wee wee all the way home.”
― Even Cowgirls Get the Blues
― Even Cowgirls Get the Blues
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