Soon
Almost. It’s a big word for me. I feel it everywhere. Almost home. Almost happy. Almost changed. Almost, but not quite. Not yet. Soon, maybe.
– Joan Bauer
Beyond Reason
Literature is strewn with the wreckage of those who have minded beyond reason the opinion of others.
– Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own
Die Bibliothek
Giddy Up
Company
You were once.
You were never.
Were you ever?
Oh, never to have been!
Be again.
– Samuel Beckett
Yes
It’s about the blood
banging in the body,
and the brain
lolling in its bed
like a happy baby.
At your touch, the nerve,
that volatile spook tree,
vibrates. The lungs
take up their work
with a giddy vigor.
Tremors in the joints
and tympani,
dust storms
in the canister of sugar.
The coil of ribs
heats up, begins
to glow. Come
here.
– Catherine Doty
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