March 2012
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“Sometimes, the great bones of my life feel so heavy,
and all the tricks my body...”
– Mary Oliver, from “Spring Azures” (with thanks to growing-orbits)
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“The growing of dreams
frightens
as if the wings
to fly over these walls
are...”
– Hilde Domin, “The Growing of Dreams” (trans. Elke Heckel, Meg Taylor)
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“The greatest thing a human soul ever does in the world is to see something and...”
– John Ruskin (with thanks to the wonderful A Poet Reflects)
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“You gave me dandelions.
They took our lawn
by...”
– Linda Pastan, “Wildflowers”
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“Come to the orchard in Spring.
There is light and wine, and sweethearts
in...”
– Rumi, The Essential Rumi, trans. Coleman Barks
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“Every happiness is the child of a separation
it did not think it could survive.”
– Rainer Maria Rilke, from “Sonnets to Orpheus, Part Two, XII”
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“He allowed himself to be swayed by his conviction that human beings are not born...”
– Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera (with thanks to A Poet Reflects and existentialfunk)
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“We are turquoise and clear some days
still as breeze; others stormy like stones”
– Jackie Kay, from “In the Seventh Year” (adapted from the always wonderful Growing Orbits)
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“We sit on a train
no one asks if we
want to get off
and we move towards a...”
– Hilde Domin, “At Full Speed” (trans. Elke Heckel, Meg Taylor)
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“I wanted to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me.”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald, “Benediction”
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“The night is fractured
and they shiver, blue, those stars, in the distance....”
– Pablo Neruda, “XX” from Twenty Poems of Love, trans. A. S. Kline (with thanks to sleepinginthesnow)
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“Frost once remarked that poetry was a way of taking life by the throat, but for...”
– Christian Wiman, from Ambition and Survival: Becoming a Poet (with thanks to settledthingsstrange)
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“I want to see the thirst
inside the syllables
I want to touch the fire
in the...”
– Pablo Neruda, from “Verb”, trans. T.M. Lauth Etiquetas (with thanks to proustitute)
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“I want to unfold.
Let no place in me hold itself closed,
for where I am...”
– Rainer Maria Rilke, from Rilke’s Book of Hours, I, 13 (trans. Anita Barrows, Joanna Macy) 