May 2012
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from Frank O'Hara, "Meditations in an Emergency"
poetryeater:
I’ve got to get out of here. I choose a piece of shawl and my dirtiest suntans. I’ll be back, I’ll re-emerge, defeated, from the valley; you don’t want me to go where you go, so I go where you don’t want me to. It’s only afternoon, there’s a lot ahead. There won’t be any mail downstairs. Turning, I spit in the lock and the knob turns.
It is easy to see things in retrospect. But I was ignorant then of everything...
– Donna Tartt, The Secret History
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We are the bright new stars born of a screaming black hole, the nascent suns...
– Dave Eggers, A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius
Vuelta de Paseo
¡Asesinado por el cielo! Entre las formas que van hacia la sierpe y las formas que buscan el cristal dejaré crecer mis cabellos. Con el árbol de muñones que no canta y el niño con el blanco rostro de huevo. Con los animalitos de cabeza rota y el agua harapienta de los pies secos. Con todo lo que cansancio sordomudo y mariposa ahogado en el tintero. Tropezando con mi rostro distinto de cada día....
Arriving at each new city, the traveler finds again a past of his that he did...
– Italo Calvino