Category: Good Writing
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To console one must have suffered
“Do not believe that he who seeks to comfort you lives untouched among the simple and quiet words that sometimes do you good. His life has much difficulty and sadness. … Were it otherwise he would never have been able to find those words.” – Rainer Marie Rilke, “Letters to a Young Poet”
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Gift poem
At my request, Rebecca wrote me (and others) a new year’s poem on Facebook. I’m posting it here, so I can always have it. I want to roll around in it like catnip. Thank you, Rebecca. your radio cracked its music on a windy day in Hollywood we stole a scarf and a pack of…
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That's what nostalgia is…
“That’s what nostalgia is: you see layers of meaning you never dreamed were there at the time.” – Jennifer Egan from “Invisible Circus”
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But a friend of mine says it good to hear/ that you believe in love even if set in fear.
(I think my flash is old at work, so I hope this shows up properly) “Goodbye England (Covered In Snow)” by Laura Marling (the greatest 22 year old I pretend to know) You were so smart then, in your jacket and coat. My softest red scarf was warming your throat. Winter was on us, at…
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Happy Birthday, Anne
What’s That Before it came inside I had watched it from my kitchen window, watched it swell like a new balloon, watched it slump and then divide, like something I know I know – a broken pear or two halves of the moon, or round white plates floating nowhere or fat hands waving in the…
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Ravishing Lol
A few nights ago I was reading “The Ravishing of Lol Stein” by Maguerite Duras before bed and came across the most poetic line (not so much in how it was written – as I’m rereading it now, it’s not very complicated or polished – but how it seemed to turn a little light bulb…
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Manhattan
Don’t look at the moon tonight You’ll never be never be never be Manhattan -Cat Power, Manhattan
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Ghosts
“I’ve actually seen a ghost, so I do believe in ghosts. But they don’t seem scary or angry like Hamlet’s father (though I guess they can be). I just like the idea that certain parts of the past continue to hang around. Ghosts give us an intangible sense of what came before. They’re the perfume…