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“But why
should I unravel over all this remembering?
Great thing about landing
is that I've arrived
at your service, at your sand, at your valley
and unsentimental magma.”
― Voodoo Hypothesis
should I unravel over all this remembering?
Great thing about landing
is that I've arrived
at your service, at your sand, at your valley
and unsentimental magma.”
― Voodoo Hypothesis
“Useless to think you'll park and capture it
More thoroughly. You are neither here nor there,
A hurry through which known and strange things pass
As big soft buffetings come at the car sideways
And catch the heart off guard and blow it open.
"Postscript”
― The Spirit Level
More thoroughly. You are neither here nor there,
A hurry through which known and strange things pass
As big soft buffetings come at the car sideways
And catch the heart off guard and blow it open.
"Postscript”
― The Spirit Level
“Then the three minutes of black and white are over and what's left is the story of human beings and air, something we hardly ever notice or think about, something we couldn't live without.”
― Spring
― Spring
“VERSO 33.2
What part of this are you letting go, the clerk asks, because it seems to me none of this belongs on the dock with me. The clerk is being clerical, she doesn't want to handle every passing stray thought of the author, let alone every feeling. Every feeling need not be considered, else there would be no room left in the world. No room. The author finds it hard to rise in the mornings, whatever she is carrying lies as a boulder on her forehead when she opens her eyes, though it is invisible to anyone else. The clerk thinks it is mere self-indulgence. The author agrees. But what do you do with a feeling like that? It is certainly an embarrassment, to look at a recumbent discarded mattress and feel homesick, or as if one had lost some great love.”
― The Blue Clerk: Ars Poetica in 59 Versos
What part of this are you letting go, the clerk asks, because it seems to me none of this belongs on the dock with me. The clerk is being clerical, she doesn't want to handle every passing stray thought of the author, let alone every feeling. Every feeling need not be considered, else there would be no room left in the world. No room. The author finds it hard to rise in the mornings, whatever she is carrying lies as a boulder on her forehead when she opens her eyes, though it is invisible to anyone else. The clerk thinks it is mere self-indulgence. The author agrees. But what do you do with a feeling like that? It is certainly an embarrassment, to look at a recumbent discarded mattress and feel homesick, or as if one had lost some great love.”
― The Blue Clerk: Ars Poetica in 59 Versos
Ella’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Ella’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
132 books
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14 friends
178 books
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20 friends
497 books
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27 friends
1,099 books
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81 friends
556 books
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61 friends
825 books
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34 friends
929 books
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30 friends
1,597 books
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112 friends
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