Sunday, November 15, 2015


Emptiness,
my only love,
give me rest.


“Untitled” by Tomaž Šalamun

Monday, November 09, 2015

What is my heart to you
that you must break it over and over …


 Louise Glück, from “Matins”, in ‘The Blue Iris

Friday, October 23, 2015

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Just when we start to believe in moonlight
we notice how many stars it erases.

- Rick Jackson

Friday, October 09, 2015

There were times when the pressure to achieve happiness felt almost oppressive, as if happiness were something that everyone should and could attain, and that any sort of compromise in its pursuit was somehow your fault.

—  A Little Life, Hanya Yanagihara

Saturday, August 15, 2015

Enough seen….Enough had….Enough…

     —Arthur Rimbaud

Sunday, August 02, 2015

  “How can you cry for one ruined life, Maria,
when you could be grieving for heaven?”  

 Maria Hummel, from “One Life” 

Friday, June 26, 2015

“I wrote so meagerly to you. But what I couldn't write
swelled and swelled like an old-fashioned airship
and drifted away at last through the night sky.”
 
Tomas Tranströmer

Sunday, May 31, 2015

I don’t trust or love anyone. Because people are so creepy. Creepy creepy creeps. Creeping around. Creeping here and creeping there. Creeping everywhere.

Vincent Gallo 

Monday, April 27, 2015

I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing


—  Allen Ginsberg

Saturday, February 21, 2015

Friday, January 23, 2015

“I am the world
But the world’s not me.”

— Daniil Kharms