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“We did not come to remain whole. We came to lose our leaves like the trees, Trees that start again, Drawing up from the great roots.”
― Eating the Honey of Words: New and Selected Poems – Five Decades of Powerful American Poetry with Timeless Classics
― Eating the Honey of Words: New and Selected Poems – Five Decades of Powerful American Poetry with Timeless Classics
“Snowfall in the Afternoon"
1
The grass is half-covered with snow.
It was the sort of snowfall that starts in late afternoon
And now the little houses of the grass are growing dark.
2
If I reached my hands down near the earth
I could take handfuls of darkness!
A darkness was always there which we never noticed.
3
As the snow grows heavier the cornstalks fade farther away
And the barn moves nearer to the house.
The barn moves all alone in the growing storm.
4
The barn is full of corn and moves toward us now
Like a hulk blown toward us in a storm at sea;
All the sailors on deck have been blind for many years.”
― Eating the Honey of Words: New and Selected Poems – Five Decades of Powerful American Poetry with Timeless Classics
1
The grass is half-covered with snow.
It was the sort of snowfall that starts in late afternoon
And now the little houses of the grass are growing dark.
2
If I reached my hands down near the earth
I could take handfuls of darkness!
A darkness was always there which we never noticed.
3
As the snow grows heavier the cornstalks fade farther away
And the barn moves nearer to the house.
The barn moves all alone in the growing storm.
4
The barn is full of corn and moves toward us now
Like a hulk blown toward us in a storm at sea;
All the sailors on deck have been blind for many years.”
― Eating the Honey of Words: New and Selected Poems – Five Decades of Powerful American Poetry with Timeless Classics
“I ached abruptly, intolerably, with a longing to go home; not to that hotel, in one of the alleys of Paris, where the concierge barred the way with my unpaid bill; but home, home across the ocean, to things and people I knew and understood; to those things, those places, those people which I would always helplessly, and in whatever bitterness of spirit, love above all else. I had never realized such a sentiment in myself before, and it frightened me. I saw myself, sharply, as a wanderer, an adventurer, rocking through the world, unanchored. I looked at Giovanni's face, which did not help me. He belonged to this strange city, which did not belong to me. I began to see that, while what was happening to me was not so strange as it would have comforted me to believe, yet it was strange beyond belief. It was not really so strange, so unprecedented, though voices deep within me boomed, For shame! For shame! that I should be so abruptly, so hideously entangled with a boy; what was strange was that this was but one tiny aspect of the dreadful human tangle, occurring everywhere, without end, forever.”
― Giovanni’s Room
― Giovanni’s Room
“the love unit most damaged by the Industrial Revolution has been the father-son bond.”
― Iron John: A Book about Men
― Iron John: A Book about Men
“the quality of a true warrior is that he is in service to a purpose greater than himself: that is, to a transcendent cause.”
― Iron John: A Book about Men
― Iron John: A Book about Men
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