“While we were fearing it, it came—” by Emily Dickinson
While we were fearing it, it came— While we were fearing it, it came—But came with less of fearBecause that fearing it so longHad almost made it fair— There is a Fitting—a Dismay—A Fitting—a Despair’Tis… Continue Reading
A sentence from “Loon Lake” by E. L. Doctorow
A Sentence from "Loon Lake" The loons they heard were the loons we hear today, cries to distract the dying loons diving into the cold black lake and diving back out again in a whorl… Continue Reading
“Ditty of First Desire” by Federico García Lorca
Ditty of First Desire In the green morningI wanted to be a heart.Heart. And in the ripening eveningI wanted to be a nightingale.Nightingale. Soul,turn the color of oranges.Soul,turn the color of love. In the living… Continue Reading
“If I have to live without you” by Julio Cortázar
If I have to live without you If I have to live without you, let it be bloody and hard,cold soup, broken shoes, or in the midst of richness,let there rise up in me the… Continue Reading
“Do not fall in love with people like me” by Caitlyn Siehl
Do not fall in love with people like me (2014) Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful… Continue Reading
“Fear / O Medo” by Maria Teresa Horta
Fear Fear builds its fenceof thornsslowly, with murmurssurrounds us But where is the gatethat leads to the pathby which one arrivesat the shadowy forest? There shelterour most intimateour most ferocious animals Our most atrocious fear… Continue Reading
“Shinto” by Jorge Luis Borges
Shinto When sadness overwhelms us,for a moment we are savedby small adventuresof memory or attention:the taste of fruit, the taste of water,the face a dream gives back to us,the early jasmines of November,the endless yearning… Continue Reading
“February” by Margaret Atwood
February Winter. Time to eat fatand watch hockey. In the pewter mornings, the cat,a black fur sausage with yellowHoudini eyes, jumps up on the bed and triesto get onto my head. It’s hisway of telling… Continue Reading
“On The Way” by Maxine Hong Kingston
On The Way Once I was on an airplane besidea village girl in the window seat. At takeoffI asked her, “Where are you going?”“Waw!” She shouted in surprise, and grabbedahold of my hand, “You speak… Continue Reading
“Zebra Question” by Shel Silverstein
Zebra Question I asked the zebraAre you black with white stripes?Or white with black stripes?And the zebra asked me,Or you good with bad habits?Or are you bad with good habits?Are you noisy with quiet times?Or… Continue Reading