Sun 18 Oct 2009
i would come back here
Posted by alhp under a little something
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Sometimes I pick up poem after poem and in nothing can I find what I am looking for. Sometimes I need the effect produced by poetry, yet when I read all the words jumble together and I can’t connect or make sense of anything. Sometimes I look to poems already with me and I am reminded of how to make connections and I remember how I understand. Here are some I continually return to:
from Rick Kilpatrick’s “Languages Grow Among Stars”
Earth has not forgotten its sadness
from Paul Guest’s “Invitation”
when will you decide to live peaceably
with yourself, Paul Guest?
from Jorge Luis Borges’s “Two Forms of Insomnia”
It is trying to sink into death and being unable to sink into death. It is being and continuing to be.
from Susan Hansell’s ” … in 10 years she’ll wish she knew the answer to that mathematical question with the weights and the cubes … she’ll wish she could call me up and ask … ”
a struck match, burnt clean and blue
one day you will want what you can have
from Charles Bukowski’s “For Jane”
what you were
will not happen again.
the tigers have found me
and I do not care.
from Margaret Atwood’s “Variations on the Word Sleep”
I would like to be the air
that inhabits you for a moment
only. I would like to be that unnoticed
& that necessary.
from Marina Sigareva’s “Adult Arts and Crafts”
I work so long, and snip so small
to open you up, to see the the rotted threads
and even stitches I was not the one to make before
