for posterity.

"When we were children, we used to think that when we were grown-up we would no longer be vulnerable. But to grow up is to accept vulnerability." -Madeleine L'Engle

Sudden Wholeness
Rumi; trans. Coleman Barks

A thousand half loves
must be forsaken to take
one whole heart home.

Sweet Darkness by David Whyte ( Read more... )

I, 12.
Rainer Maria RilkeI believe in all that has never yet been spoken ( Read more... )

two new poems. very bad.

( clickey if you want to weep for the future of poetry )

not anything worth anything, the image was just stuck in my head and i had to get it out.

"This Moment"

Not last year's cold and
careful dissection,
the steely tug of forceps
on innards.

No;
rather
this is
a swift but not unexpected slice,
perhaps even a coup de grace.
An arm (one of five--not near a majority)
to regenerate
slowly
and without

i feel as though i've lived a thousand lives in a span of years; a million experiences, impossibly related, swim through my head like sperm towards some egg of overwhelming meaning, a possibility to become more, to grow and change and adapt ( Read more... )

btw, props to ashley for this. :) and edna st vincent millay, of course.

The heart once broken is a heart no more ( Read more... )

"Deliberation"

Wendell Ramage
of Ghetto High
always told me
to choose my words deliberately.
But what i want to know
is why can't they choose
me
deliberately
, since i'm just
their vehicle
and they
my stowaway passengers
with a preferred
destination?

... and the fall layout transformation is complete.

This time, we're based on "46" of Song of Myself; Whitman. Leaves of Grass, deathbed edition ( Read more... )

ahoy, mateys! today's national talk like a pirate day, which makes me SUPER HAPPY ( Read more... )