debaucherie: “People who divide the fuckable world into those they care about (and can’t open up to sexually) and those they don’t care about (and can open up to sexually but won’t date) wind up having awesome sex with people they don’t know and lousy sex with people they marry. That’s not a good strategy for anyone interested in a successful—and sexually fulfilling—long-term relationship… …Be...
Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice. - F. Scott Fitzgerald, from “A Sensible Thing”
It seems to me that the desire to make art produces an ongoing experience of longing, a restlessness sometimes, but not inevitably, played out romantically, or sexually. Always there seems something ahead, the next poem or story, visible at least, apprehensible, but unreachable. To perceive it at all is to be haunted by it. - Louise Gluck, from “Education of the Poet” in Proofs &...
Who knows what it is, that wild, silky part of ourselves without which no poem can live? - Mary Oliver, from A Poetry Handbook
Say you promise to be at your desk in the evenings from seven to nine. It waits, It watches. If you are reliably there, it begins to show itself - soon it begins to arrive when you do. But if you are only there sometimes and are frequently late or inattentive, it will appear fleetingly or it will not appear at all. Why should it? It can wait. It can stay silent a lifetime. - Mary Oliver, from A...
rhoni-t: Blind Pilot’s ‘New York’. So I’ve...
It seems to me that what is wanted, in art, is to harness the power of the unfinished. All earthly experience is partial. Not simply because it is subjective, but because that which we do not know, of the universe, of mortality, is so much more vast than that which we do know. What is unfinished or has been destroyed participates in these mysteries. The problem is to make a whole that does not...
“The unsaid, for me, exerts great power: often I wish an entire poem could be made in this vocabulary. It is analogous to the unseen; for example, to the power of ruins, to works of art either damaged or incomplete. Such works inevitably allude to larger contexts; they haunt because they are not whole, though wholeness is implied…In the broken thing, moreover, human agency is [also]...
Two Towns From Me | Blind Pilot How I want that...
We should all turn off our televisions and close our laptops and go outside and...– Dave Holmes
Fantasies are more than substitutes for unpleasant reality. All acts performed...– Barbara Harrison
Doggie Style When it was over, I froze that way, drunk on moonwash, one stunned foot flexed and cramping, my ass in shivered arc. For once all the damn questions were answered, and this the most important of all: I didn’t have to turn around. I knew you. - Patricia Smith
Of Monsters and Men - Little Talks Tonight is the...
Is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?– Friedrich Nietzsche
I could feel this thing between us, not just lust but a kind of immediate love,...– David Sedaris (New Yorker)
Concerning all acts of initiative and creation, there is one elementary truth the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too. - Goethe
Ashley Judd Slaps The Media for its Misogyny →
“That women are joining in the ongoing disassembling of my appearance is salient. Patriarchy is not men. Patriarchy is a system in which both women and men participate. It privileges, inter alia, the interests of boys and men over the bodily integrity, autonomy, and dignity of girls and women. It is subtle, insidious, and never more dangerous than when women passionately deny that they...
david byrne — glass and concrete and stone ...
Pattern recognition was our first response to loneliness. -from Upper World by Rae Armantrout
The Quiet is Me, Listening
Most hearts say, I want, I want, I want, I want. My heart is more duplicitous, though no twin as I once thought. It says, I want, I don’t want, I want, and then a pause. It forces me to listen. -Margaret Atwood
Everything Good Between Men and Women
has been written in mud and butter and barbecue sauce. The walls and the floors used to be gorgeous. The socks off-white and a near match. The quince with fire blight but we get two pints of jelly in the end. Long walks strengthen the back. You with a fever blister and myself with a sty. Eyes have we and we are forever prey to each other’s teeth. The torrents go over us. Thunder has not harmed...
wandering star / portishead
JW: I really think, well… Let’s not call this “sexism.” Let’s call it an...– jeannette winterston with the barnes and noble review. OH MY GOD YES. YES. YES. FUCKING THIS. (via isabelthespy)
None of them, really. Jack Kerouac, Kurt Vonnegut, they’re all starter drugs for...– John Freeman, on The Awl, answering the question: “What books make you cringe to remember reading?” (via truefricktion) So many books that I think of nostalgically, gratefully, as steps in my literary education! Sophistication aside; accident and happenstance and lucky stumbling account for a lot....
This Is the Thing / Fink And the things that...