May 2013
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Monet Refuses the Operation →
by Lisel Mueller
Doctor, you say there are no haloes around the streetlights in Paris and what I see is an aberration caused by old age, an affliction. I tell you it has taken me all my life to arrive at the vision of gas lamps as angels, to soften and blur and finally banish the edges you regret I don’t see, to learn that the line I called the horizon does not exist and sky and water, so long...
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All water has a perfect memory and is forever trying to get back to where it...
– Toni Morrison
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When someone you love dies, and you’re not expecting it, you don’t lose her all...
– John Irving, A Prayer for Owen Meany
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water, earth, and sky →
thatcuriouskat:
One day I want to live in a city so big that I can pick a new name every time I go to the coffee shop, try them on until I find one that fits my tongue just right. (Maybe that name was yours.) I spent part of my life on a man who was strong and steady, without mystery, without secrets. He was honest, open and unapologetic, the first spring flower to unfurl at the touch of the...
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A literary influence is never just a literary influence. It’s also an influence...
– Thom Gunn (via theparisreview)
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I, even now, persist in believing that these black marks on white paper bear the...
– Jeffrey Eugenides
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The Beautiful Ratita: A Spanish Bedtime Story
This story was told to emmas409 by her Abuelita:
This is a classic Spanish children’s story that is often told at bedtime. My Abuelita loves to tell my brother and me this story, except she changes it every time she tells it (you will see how in a bit).
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Once upon a time, había una ratita presumida (there was a very vain little mouse). Every morning, she would wake...
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In fact, my soul and yours are the same. You appear in me, I appear in you. We...
– Rumi
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One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and...
– Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden (via brittanythevampireduckslayer)
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liceham:
There are 114 palindromes on a digital clock every day.
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I’m lucky enough to occasionally be able to do something I love — write poems —...
– Mary Ruefle, Madness, Rack, and Honey
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The Landslide Brought Me Down
Our girls’ story. Sweet lady kisses, Landslide, their separation, the night of Prom Queen, Songbird, Santana’s Abuela’s rejection, the night after Santana learned about the political ad, Brittany’s senior year falling apart, the lights of New York, and other scenes.
My thanks to JJ, for being the most wonderful of wonderfuls, and for giving me so much insight into these...
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This is a work of fiction. No person in it bears any resemblance to any actual person living or dead, etc., etc. London does not exist.
-David Shields, Reality Hunger: A Manifesto
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Sing Me a Song | Brittana
doctoruth:
I catch you singing, little parts, not a whole song; I think it’s pieces of three or four different songs, even though they all seem like one. Your hair falling forwards over your shoulders; it’s probably brushing into or across your eyes. I can’t know which; and you don’t see me. Your voice has always been beautiful, but it’s more beautiful to me now that I can hear the things...
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Still, what I want in my life
is to be willing
to be dazzled —
to cast aside...
– Mary Oliver, “The Ponds”
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Have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the...
– Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
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