The 100 best nonfiction books- Modern Library
February 28, 2012, 6:41 am
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http://richardgilbert.me/2012/02/26/100-best-nonfiction-books/

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Lines I love today..

“Girl, your young loveliness is a white swan winging above me, casual in triumph.” – Glanz-Leyeles

“In every one of your wrinkles I lie hidden, I listened to you cough and shiver, but no one should hear you breathe- since here, in a corner, covered with earth, also lie my bones.” – Abraham Sutskever

“Like a thumb print on glass, you hover in daylight, marking the sky with a scar of midnight.” -Tess Gallagher

“Every ball is a bloody, beautiful mask of powerful people. We make up pretzels. I always did like chickens.” -Tomaž Šalamun

“The wheel is not only the most beautiful discovery of mankind but the only one as well/ there is the sun which turns/ there is the earth which turns/ there is your face which rolls back and forth around the axis of your neck when you weep” – Michael Benedikt

“Let the people who never find true love keep saying that there’s no such thing. Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.” -Wislawa Szymborska

“And this is for the wizard who swallows his tears like diamonds lost in the caves of his gentle throat. The music will consume your sadness if you keep singing.”- Jessica Hagedorn



On the First Line
February 23, 2012, 3:43 pm
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“The first line of a poem
is a hawk not letting go of its prey
or a forest ablaze with lightning
on all its blind sides.” -Gabriel Preil



Petition- Dilruba Ahmed
February 22, 2012, 7:30 pm
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What god will catch me
when I’m down, when I’ve taken
sufficient drink to reveal
myself, when my words are little
more than a blurring
of consonant and vowel?

I’m drunk on spring:
branches of waxy leaves that
greet me at my driveway,
a family clutching
trays of sweets.
How can I sing of this?

If I cannot sing, then
make me mute. Or lend me
words, send me
the taste of another’s prayer,
cool as a coin
newly minted on the tongue.


Heart-Mirror – Tess Gallagher
February 20, 2012, 6:23 am
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A little spit on the heart-mirror —
like my father, the gambler,
spitting into his palms
then rubbing them together
before he lets go
the dice. I am rolling
through stars
just thinking about it.
And my heart, rubbed clean
with maniac luck,
gets what it wanted
for once: this child’s moon
and three sentinel lovers.



Mi Lascio- Vladimir Holan
February 15, 2012, 6:59 am
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I learnt tonight from a book on astronomy
that certain stars are the oldest
and near to extinction… Grateful for the news
I opened the window
and looked for the youngest star… But I could see
only clouds when someone’s mean laugh
(like the wind howling in a crematorium chimney)
drove me to find
a star in interstellar space
as dawn was breaking…

O my love, how shall we love and not despair,
how be desperate and wise at the same time?



Valentine
February 14, 2012, 8:52 am
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