Such a beautiful collection of poems about (queer) life in America.
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Books I’ve Read July-September 2022
It’s been a long year, and there is still a lot of year waiting to deteriorate. I’m trying get back into the habit of not only reading, but of reading and writing about it.
I Need Reminders
Laying in a comfy chair on my balcony, half in the shade, half in the sun, with a good book, a perfectly lovely summer Sunday. And yet. I’m not supposed to be here, I’m supposed to be on the road to Stuttgart to see Touche Amore live in Stuttgart, a band that has been tremendously …
Truthfulness to life—both fantasy life and factual life—is the basis of all great art. Maurice Sendak, who died yesterday 5 years ago.
Life is perhaps a long street through which a woman holding a basket passes every day. Life is perhaps a rope with which a man hangs himself from a branch. Life is perhaps a child returning home from school. Life is perhaps lighting up a cigarette in the narcotic repose between two love-makings or the absent gaze of …
austinkleon: Mary Oliver’s instructions for living a life. From her poem “Sometimes,” found in the collection Red Bird. 5.Two or three times in my life I discovered love.Each time it seemed to solve everything.Each time it solved a great many thingsbut not everything.Yet left me as grateful as if it had indeed, andthoroughly, solved everything. …
106-year Old Woman Dancing with the Obamas
Today in “I will miss President and First Lady Obama” and also “Why representation matters”: 106-year old Black woman Virginia McLaurin was able to fulfill a dream this weekend by visiting the White House and meeting the Obamas during a Black History Month celebration. So wonderful to see the joy on all their faces. So important to …
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Keep awake, alive, new. Perform the paradox of being hard and yet soft. Survive without calcification of the tender membranes. Be a poet. Be alive. Tennessee Williams Notebooks
When I speak of poetry I am not thinking of it as a genre. Poetry is an awareness of the world, a particular way of relating to reality. Andrei Tarkovsky
The main thing in one’s own private world is to try to laugh as much as you cry. Maya Angelou (via purplebuddhaproject)