August 2011
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A mausoleum to my dreams
Bricks
I’ll need bricks
And a statue to remind me what they stood for
And perhaps a phrase to capture
How weak everything is
To the whims of a world whirling past
A hurricane it was
What’s the wind to do but break everything
I’ve got a wreckage taking its toll
Broken bones I’d rather have than incinerated inspiration
And how does one build a cemetery for thoughts
Though...
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“Often what I need is even a darker
darkness.”
– Valzhyna Mort, from “Mocking Bird Hotel” (adapted from the-final-sentence)
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“After the bones—those flowers—this was found in the urn:
The lost river, ashes...”
– Agha Shahid Ali, from “Even the Rain” in Call Me Ishmael Tonight: A Book of Ghazals (via proustitute)
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“But it is hard to speak of these things
how the voices of light enter the body ...”
– Billy Collins, from “Directions” (via whiskey river)
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“I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words...”
– Antoine de Saint-Exupery (The Little Prince)
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“I’ve kept a rein on my life whispering in a boundless silence
I no longer know...”
– George Seferis, from “Epiphany, 1937,” trans. Edmund Keeley and Philip Sherrard (via proustitute)
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