December 2011
35 posts
“Who was that stranger beside me?
Please forgive me for insisting
It must have...”
– (via ahuntersheart)
“Love is distinct from desire… Because its aim is not satisfaction, but being.”
– Jacques Lacan, Seminar I, trans. John Forrester (via proustitute)
“It’s dark.
You exhale a fist of memory.
I love you like weathering wood
in a...”
– James L. White, from “Lying in Sadness” in The Salt Ecstasies (via proustitute)
1 tag
“She’s like smoke: you think you’re seeing her clearly enough, but when you reach...”
– Ryū Murakami (via thenocturnals)
“Explain that you live between two great darks, the first
With an ending, the...”
– Mark Strand, from “The Continuous Life” (via proustitute)
3 tags
Drop it doe eyes.
Time ran out and I
I let you down.
LOVE WON'T SAVE US: When you wrote your letter it... →
ahuntersheart:
When you wrote your letter it was April, And you were glad that it was spring weather, And that the sun shone out in turn with showers of rain. I write in waning May and it is autumn, And I am glad that my chrysanthemums Are tied up fast to strong posts, So that the south winds cannot beat them...
“Blot out the moon, pull down the stars. Love in the dark, for we are the dark.”
– Jean Rhys (via pavorst)
“Life is a form of hope?
If you are hopeful.
Maybe hope is the same as...”
– (via ahuntersheart)
1 tag
I am not a crutch,
Although my knees are rife with woodworm
“When you consider things like the stars, our affairs don’t seem to matter very...”
– Virginia Woolf, Night and Day (via proustitute)
1 tag
12122011 / the parts dept. (bonus)
abukowskiaday:
listen, she said, I never knew my husband had a big cock he was the only man I’d ever been to bed with until I met you.
listen, I asked her, do you ever hear me talking about my x-wife’s genital organs?
you don’t even talk about your x-wife, she said.
well, until I met you I thought she had a small one, I said.
small what? she asked.
automobile, I said, now let’s put on some...
“For most of us, there is only the unattended
Moment, the moment in and out of...”
– T. S. Eliot, from “The Dry Salvages” in The Four Quartets (via proustitute)
“star-far from the person right next to me, but
closer to me than my bones you...”
– Franz Wright, from “Flight” in Walking to Martha’s Vineyard (via ahuntersheart)
martymcawesome:
J. R. R. Tolkien reads an...
“She became a ship passing in the night — an emblem of the loneliness of human...”
– Virginia Woolf (via thechocolatebrigade)
“Only
the mouths
were saved. Hear us,
o sinking things.”
– Paul Celan, from Glottal Stop, trans. Nikolai Popov and Heather McHugh (via proustitute)
7 tags
“I’m not a pessimist. I’m sad.”
– Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet. Trans. by Richard Zenith
“… In the poem, on the page, as you are
For me, not a shadow, but a shade
Whose...”
– Dan Beachy-Quick, from “Anniversary” (via proustitute)
“Human beings are funny. They long to be with the person they love but refuse to...”
– Sigmund Freud (via atomos)
“There is almost nothing that does not signal loneliness,
then loveliness, then...”
– Stanley Plumly, from “In Passing” (via proustitute)
“Let all be simple. Let all stand still
Without a final direction.
That which...”
– Charles Simic, from “Evening” (via awritersruminations)