Sometimes
everything
seems
so
oh, I don’t know.
–Joe Brainard, “Poem” from The Collected Writings of Joe Brainard
Notes: Poem – Thank you Beth @ Alive on All Channels. Photo by damian hovhannisyan (via see more)
It’s been a long day
December 5, 2018 by 16 Comments
It’s been a long day
November 28, 2018 by 26 Comments
On some nights it’s best to stop thinking about the past, and all that’s been won and lost.
On nights like this, just getting into bed, crawling between the clean white sheets, is a great relief.
— Alice Hoffman, Practical Magic
Notes: Photo – windworkss. Quote – shitiunderline
It’s been a long day
November 8, 2018 by 15 Comments
Some days are like this:
you can’t move.
Can’t be moved.
What growth there is, is imperceptible.
A slow efflorescence.
— Thomas Centolella, from “Setsubun”, in Terra Firma
Notes:
- Poem: Thank you Astonishments. Photo: Julien Magre in Fisheye Magazine (via Mennyfox55)
- Definition of “Efflorescence“: the action or process of developing and unfolding as if coming into flower: Blossoming
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It’s been a long day
October 4, 2018 by 13 Comments
Now the sun begins to swing down. Under the peach-light,
I cross the fields and the dunes, I follow the ocean’s edge.
I climb, I backtrack.
I float.
I ramble my way home.
~ Mary Oliver, “Have You Ever Tried to Enter the Long Black Branches” in West Wind: Poems & Prose
Notes: Poem via The Hammock Papers. Photo: Laurence Demaison. Related Posts: It’s been a long day
It’s been a long day
September 18, 2018 by 17 Comments
Everyone wants you to be Atlas,
to shoulder it all. Even the voice in your
head insists you are behind. But I’ve seen
the light in you, the one the gods finger
while we sleep. I’ve seen the blossom open
in your heart, no matter what remains to
be done. There are never enough hours
to satisfy the minions of want. So close
your eyes and lean into the Oneness that
asks nothing of you. When the calls stack,
answer to no one, though you receive them
all. Just open your beautiful hands, born with
nothing in them. You have never been more
complete than in this incomplete moment.
~ Mark Nepo, The Myth of Urgency in The Way Under the Way: The Place of True Meeting
Notes: Quote via mindfulbalance.org. Photo: Laurence Demaison (via see more). Related Posts: It’s been a long day
It’s been a long day
September 4, 2018 by 17 Comments
Daily life, work you chose and profess to love, domestic detail, the call and reply of other people’s lives, the beloveds mixed in there with everybody else who has a claim on you, the sheer wants and requests, always heard as demands, the gnats of need buzzing. Deadlines. Delivering. Always. Not to mention the weights of the past, hanging like bells gonging from your wrists.
~ Patricia Hampl, The Art of the Wasted Day
Notes. Photo: Thainá Reinert (via Your Eyes Blaze Out). Related Posts: It’s been a long day
It’s been a long day
August 9, 2018 by 8 Comments
the hour sinking into the emptiness of my
closed eyes
— Alejandra Pizarnik, from “the hour sinking,” The Galloping Hour: French Poems
Notes:
- Photo: via See More. Quote: Memory’s Landscape
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It’s been a long day
July 31, 2018 by 18 Comments
It’s like watching a zoo animal circle its cage.
For the first time, she realizes that being alone is a contradiction in terms.
Even in a body’s most private moments, something else joins in.
~ Richard Powers, from “Trunk” in The Overstory: A Novel
Notes:
- Photo: via Objects of Delight
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It’s been a long day
July 25, 2018 by 15 Comments
The mind is a hotel with a thousand rooms. When I tilt my head a certain way, I think about certain things. When I tilt my head another way, I think about other things. If I sleep on the right side of my face, for example, I’d dream of a pale rose, the future, or a continental diner in Passaic, New Jersey. When I sleep on the left side of my face, I’d dream that a hand is squeezing my heart, that I’m in prison, or that I’m watching hockey at an airport bar, about to miss a flight.
~ Linh Dinh, “The Mind” from All Around What Empties Out
Notes:
- Poem: Thank you Beth @ Alive on all Channels. Photo: Eric Rose via Seemore
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It’s been a long day
June 6, 2018 by 14 Comments
Physics says: go to sleep. Of course
you’re tired. Every atom in you
has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes
nonstop from mitosis to now.
Quit tapping your feet…Go to sleep…
Go to sleep. Let darkness
lap at your sides. Give darkness an inch.
You aren’t alone….
here are the blankets, layer on layer, down and down.
— Albert Goldbarth, from “The Sciences Sing a Lullaby” in The Kitchen Sink: New and Selected Poems, 1972-2007
Notes:
- Poem: Thank you Beth @ Alive on all Channels. Photo: via Your Eyes Blaze Out
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