January 2009
13 posts
“the truth is, i may have loved you
years ago
you
like a rogue wave passing...”
I'm taking this as a 'clear for takeoff' for my...
How did we get to be old ladies-my grandmother’s job-when we were the long-leggèd girls? —Hilma Wolitzer
Personals
by Maxine Kumin
Instead of marrying the day after graduation, in spite of freezing on my father’s arm as here comes the bride struck up, saying, I’m not sure I want to do this,
I should have taken that fellowship to the University of Grenoble to...
XVII -- Neruda
I don’t love you as if you were the salt-rose, topaz or arrow of carnations that propagate fire: I love you as certain dark things are loved, secretly, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that doesn’t bloom and carries hidden within itself the light of those flowers, and thanks to your love, darkly in my body lives the dense fragrance that rises from the earth.
I...
certain-as-sunrise
the stumbling does not belie our intent but rather exposes it never rushed, never strangers are we a timbre i’d not yet felt covered me last night or rather, emanated from my fingertips, the sweat on my chest from somewhere i’m not sure i’m ready to visit a child before a rollercoaster, hand clutched around the strength of your finger my whole hand wrapped around your thumb ...
“Everything we do is for our first loves
whom we have lost irrevocably
who have...”
– Peter Meinke, “Everything We Do”
“Just to think of her
Moves mountains, swelling in my chest
There have been...”
syllabus from a David Foster Wallace class →
a.k.a. my summer reading list.
This made me sadder than any of the sad, sad stories I read about DFW after his death. You can tell just by the syllabus he was a great professor.
“Creativity comes from trust. Trust your instincts. And never hope more than you...”
– Rita Mae Brown
(who may be speaking directly to me…)
“Well I see that the world is upside-down // Seems that my pockets were filled up...”
– Tom Waits
plugged in, tuned out, turned on
Because lord knows i’m not telling the interwebs how I’m doing all the time enough anyway via Facebook, Twitter, and Gchat…I decided to start a Tumblr.
Because my life at this point consists of: applying to grad schools for fiction writing, waiting impatiently to hear back from grad schools about fiction writing, drinking a bit too much, reading as much as I can, meeting and...