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Cringe is just honesty before it hardens into style.

when a poet reaches out for ideal language to craft a poem, it is very much like trying to shape water or the wind: impossible; words are never perfect, and we seek to chase better ones. The love affair of the poet is a form of Eros, in the classical Greek sense: a desire shaped by lack.

"To Be Alive" by Gregory Orr

To be alive: not just the carcass


But the spark.


That's crudely put, but...


If we're not supposed to dance,


Why all this music?

“If I am worth something later, I'm worth something now. For wheat is still wheat, even if people think it's grass at the beginning.”

- Vincent van Gogh

some micropoems strike me as being epiphanies without journeys: the work delivers some form of insight, but I read it having not enjoyed the journey towards that insight, and so come away less impacted than I want to be.

“University” comes from universitas in the Latin phrase universitas magistrorum et scholarium —a community of teachers and scholars—suggesting that a university is a whole, a totality where minds were formed through exposure to the vast and contradictory totality of thought.

They are all other people’s children. Kids I don’t know and will never know. And still how keenly I want the world to be gentle with them, to unfold for them, to be careful and kind and bright with love. I hope their parents stay as they are tonight, hanging back just enough to let them explore the shore on their own. Present but not pressing.... See more

The burnout of performing continues to fuel this normie trend however, it’s exhausting; to always have to be yourself. To think about who you are, what you are, why you are. I love philosophy, as you can hopefully tell, but my god is it insufferable to a certain point. Being “my best self” is really starting to cramp my style and take up far too... See more