Talya Salman
https://www.goodreads.com/goodreadscombibbliomaniac
“The names scared us. How is it that a thing gets caught inside a name
and then never comes out again? Everything becomes bigger when it’s
named, but we didn’t know that then; that was why we played. And we said,
“Isn’t this a good game.”
―
and then never comes out again? Everything becomes bigger when it’s
named, but we didn’t know that then; that was why we played. And we said,
“Isn’t this a good game.”
―
“Are you?” he asks. “Happy?”
I lift a shoulder. “I could be happier, I guess. Couldn’t we all?”
― Funny You Should Ask
I lift a shoulder. “I could be happier, I guess. Couldn’t we all?”
― Funny You Should Ask
“I didn’t have a specific place where my Perfect Day would occur.
I just knew it would be somewhere that it got cold. I wanted to be
wearing a cozy sweater and warm jacket. It didn’t need to be
freezing, but I imagined the weather would be chilly enough to make
my cheeks red. I’d be in a small town. The kind of town where
people knew you. Where you’d walk past a store and the owner
would pop their head out the door trying to lure you inside to see the
latest jewelry they got in stock, or to try a new recipe they were
testing. At some point, I’d get a hot chocolate with lots of
marshmallows, using the heat from the cup to keep my hands warm.
I’d walk down a street lined with twinkly lights and garlands draped
between lampposts. Everyone I walked past would say hello. When
it got just cold enough, that’s when I’d walk past the bookshop. It
would smell like cider inside and sure enough, there would be a little
beverage cart near the door with cups and a cheery sign that would
read help yourself. I’d switch out my hot chocolate for a cider and
wander around the store. It would be large but full of books and
leather chairs and maybe even a cat lounging on some shelves.
Every book I wanted to buy would be in stock and I’d find a few
more that I hadn’t even known I wanted. But the thing that made it
the Perfect Day would be that when I went to check out, the
salesperson would recognize me. It’s you, they’d say, and then point
to a shelf where my book was prominently displayed. Would you
mind signing some copies? they’d ask. We’re big fans of your work.
That, I think, would truly be the Perfect Day.”
― Funny You Should Ask
I just knew it would be somewhere that it got cold. I wanted to be
wearing a cozy sweater and warm jacket. It didn’t need to be
freezing, but I imagined the weather would be chilly enough to make
my cheeks red. I’d be in a small town. The kind of town where
people knew you. Where you’d walk past a store and the owner
would pop their head out the door trying to lure you inside to see the
latest jewelry they got in stock, or to try a new recipe they were
testing. At some point, I’d get a hot chocolate with lots of
marshmallows, using the heat from the cup to keep my hands warm.
I’d walk down a street lined with twinkly lights and garlands draped
between lampposts. Everyone I walked past would say hello. When
it got just cold enough, that’s when I’d walk past the bookshop. It
would smell like cider inside and sure enough, there would be a little
beverage cart near the door with cups and a cheery sign that would
read help yourself. I’d switch out my hot chocolate for a cider and
wander around the store. It would be large but full of books and
leather chairs and maybe even a cat lounging on some shelves.
Every book I wanted to buy would be in stock and I’d find a few
more that I hadn’t even known I wanted. But the thing that made it
the Perfect Day would be that when I went to check out, the
salesperson would recognize me. It’s you, they’d say, and then point
to a shelf where my book was prominently displayed. Would you
mind signing some copies? they’d ask. We’re big fans of your work.
That, I think, would truly be the Perfect Day.”
― Funny You Should Ask
“And there’s something deeply satisfying about finishing a puzzle.
About placing that last piece, that satisfyingly soft snap of it fitting
together perfectly.
That’s not my favorite part, though.
My favorite part is after I spread my hands over the smooth,
assembled surface, marveling in the work I’ve completed, I then
undo it all.”
― Funny You Should Ask
About placing that last piece, that satisfyingly soft snap of it fitting
together perfectly.
That’s not my favorite part, though.
My favorite part is after I spread my hands over the smooth,
assembled surface, marveling in the work I’ve completed, I then
undo it all.”
― Funny You Should Ask
“to the whore who took my poems
some say we should keep personal remorse from the
poem,
stay abstract, and there is some reason in this,
but jezus:
12 poems gone and I don’t keep carbons and you have
my
paintings too, my best ones; it’s stifling:
are you trying to crush me out like the rest of them?
why didn’t you take my money? they usually do
from the sleeping drunken pants sick in the corner.
next time take my left arm or a fifty
but not my poems:
I’m not Shakespeare
but sometimes simply
there won’t be any more, abstract or otherwise;
there’ll always be money and whores and drunkards
down to the last bomb,
but as God said,
crossing his legs,
I see where I have made plenty of poets
but not so very much
poetry.”
― Essential Bukowski: Poetry
some say we should keep personal remorse from the
poem,
stay abstract, and there is some reason in this,
but jezus:
12 poems gone and I don’t keep carbons and you have
my
paintings too, my best ones; it’s stifling:
are you trying to crush me out like the rest of them?
why didn’t you take my money? they usually do
from the sleeping drunken pants sick in the corner.
next time take my left arm or a fifty
but not my poems:
I’m not Shakespeare
but sometimes simply
there won’t be any more, abstract or otherwise;
there’ll always be money and whores and drunkards
down to the last bomb,
but as God said,
crossing his legs,
I see where I have made plenty of poets
but not so very much
poetry.”
― Essential Bukowski: Poetry
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