Posts Tagged ‘ excerpt ’

The Wolves of McLean (excerpt) on Vimeo

John Ashbery, from “Late Echo” | Mythology of Blue

Alone with our madness and favorite flower
We see that there really is nothing left to write about.
Or rather, it is necessary to write about the same old things
In the same way, repeating the same things over and over
For love to continue and be gradually different.

John Ashbery, from “Late Echo” + 

+Mythology of Blue : Alone with our madness and favorite flower We see….

Louise Glück, excerpt from “Parados” | Mythology of Blue

Long ago, I was wounded.
I learned
to exist, in reaction,
out of touch
with the world: I’ll tell you
what I meant to be –
a device that listened.
Not inert: still.
A piece of wood. A stone.

Louise Glück, excerpt from “Parados”

Mythology of Blue : Long ago, I was wounded. I learned to exist, in….

“excerpt from Originalz” by Maxwell Clark | Maxwell Clark — Paintings

Maxwell Clark — Paintings.

Thérèse and Isabelle | Asymptote


Artwork by Robert Zhao Renhui

Read This Year’s Best Lesbian Poetry |


Ana Božičević

Read This Years Best Lesbian Poetry |, excerpt

Guessing My Death, by CAConrad [excerpt] –

Guessing My Death by CAConrad [excerpt]

When We Dead Awaken –Adrienne Rich and Jeannie Simms / ONandOnScreen

Adrienne Rich (Photo by: Myriam Diaz-Diocaretz)


from Dictee, by Theresa Hak Kyung Cha

You wait when you think it is conceiving you wait it
to seed you think you can see through the dark earth
the beginning of a root, the air entering with the
water being poured dark earth harbouring dark taken
for granted the silence and the dark the conception
seedling. Chaste the silence and the dark the concep-
tion seedling. Chaste you wait you are supposed to
you are to wait for the silence to break you wait for
the implanting of some dark silence same constant as
a field distant and close at the same time you shiver some
place in between one of the dandelion seedling vague
air shivering just before the entire flower to burst and
scatter without designated time, even before its own
realization of the act, no premonition not preparation.
All of a sudden. All of a sudden without warning. No
holding back, no retreat, no second thought forward.
Backward. There and not there. Remass and disperse.
Convene and scatter.

Theresa Hak Kyung Cha, Dictee, University of California Press, 2001.

My thanks to Sergio Pereira for opening my eyes to, in his words, “an extraordinary and
b o u n d l e s s book! Theresa Hak Kyung Cha or the incantatory poetry in motion.” ~ DF

A Revolutionary of Arabic Verse


The Edge of the World (excerpt)

I release the earth and I imprison the skies. I fall down in order to stay faithful to the light, in order to make the world ambiguous, fascinating, changeable, dangerous, in order to announce the steps beyond. The blood of the gods is still fresh on my clothes. A seagull’s scream echoes through my pages. Let me just pack up my words and leave.