January 2012
17 posts
“love’s function is to fabricate unknownness”
– e. e. cummings, from 100 Selected Poems (via proustitute)
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POETRYEATER: from W.S. Graham, "Listen. Put on... →
poetryeater:
Listen. Put on morning. Waken into falling light. A man’s imagining Suddenly may inherit The handclapping centuries Of his one minute on earth. And hear the virgin juries Talk with his own breath To the corner boys of his street. And hear the Black Maria Searching the town at night. …
December 2011
13 posts
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