March 2012
26 posts
Perhaps a creature of so much ingenuity and deep memory is almost bound to grow...
– Loren Eiseley. Another polished stone pulled from the Whiskey River. (via crashinglybeautiful)
But tomorrow, dawn will come the way I picture her, barefoot and disheveled,...
– Billy Collins (Thank you, libraryland)
While I was sitting one night with a poet friend watching a great opera...
– Loren Eiseley. with gratitude to Whiskey River. (via crashinglybeautiful)
We are defeated at work because our work gives us no pleasure. We are defeated...
– Wendell Berry, “Economy and Pleasure,” What Are People For?, page 140. (Thank you, settledthingsstrange)
the history of a fire escape: Unrequited Love Poem →
sleepingtigers:
You will be out with friends when the news of her existence will be accidentally spilled all over your bar stool. Respond calmly as if it was only a change in weather, a punch line you saw coming. After your fourth shot of cheap liquor, leave the image of him kissing another woman in the…
In college, I used to underline sentences that struck me, that made me look up...
– Jhumpa Lahiri, My Life’s Sentences (Yes. Thank you, apoetreflects & azspot)