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“Who needs a lifetime?”
― Human Hours: Poems
― Human Hours: Poems
“but like a darkness slowly advancing,
like winter lightning,
we are drawn together.”
― Human Hours: Poems
like winter lightning,
we are drawn together.”
― Human Hours: Poems
“YOU WERE HERE
says the silvery green light of time
breathing in and out like any mortal”
― Human Hours: Poems
says the silvery green light of time
breathing in and out like any mortal”
― Human Hours: Poems
“and in these dreams I was participant and observer
as I am again now, dreaming of writing this.”
― Human Hours: Poems
as I am again now, dreaming of writing this.”
― Human Hours: Poems
“Adversity is when a hero's two options are both bad.”
― Human Hours: Poems
― Human Hours: Poems
“Jean once told me she's not interested in writing about getting older but about
getting dead.”
― Human Hours: Poems
getting dead.”
― Human Hours: Poems
“Solitude, and misery, may be necessary for a certain kind of work. You have to feel it first and if you've felt it you can just write the thing without explaining anything about it.”
― Human Hours: Poems
― Human Hours: Poems
“Play any film backward and it's elegy.”
― Human Hours: Poems
― Human Hours: Poems
“Elixirs should be kept in clocks.
Made of bergamot and fumes,
this one spreads furtively across the dawn”
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Made of bergamot and fumes,
this one spreads furtively across the dawn”
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“Come morning I'll make a list of obsessions
and maybe you won't still be on it”
― Human Hours: Poems
and maybe you won't still be on it”
― Human Hours: Poems
“There is no boundary between the living and the dead”
― Human Hours: Poems
― Human Hours: Poems
“Mostly I'd like to feel a little less, know a little more.”
― Human Hours: Poems
― Human Hours: Poems
“There must be an aesthetic besides death”
― Human Hours: Poems
― Human Hours: Poems
“Which was it? Which will it be? Solitude, misery, love?”
― Human Hours: Poems
― Human Hours: Poems
“Lately I've been walking around talking to myself, who is full of swearing and disbelief.”
― Human Hours: Poems
― Human Hours: Poems