Sublime

A beautiful poem by Mary Oliver. The last line is 🔥 When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and snaps the purse shut; when death comes like... See more

The last few poetry books that I read that will stay with me: The Choreic Period by Latif Askia Ba, The Rose by Ariana Reines, The Haunting by Cate Peebles, The Verse For Now by Jacqueline Suskin and I Don’t Want to Be Understood by Joshua Jennifer Espinoza. 

And here are a few books that I return to again and again: Haiku: The Last Poems of an

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No one can love you enough. Build a shelter for the flies and the wasps instead. Make houses for the rats and the owls and the bluebirds. Sit for hours in the shade and watch how these tiny citizens move, floating or drifting or scrabbling over stones, swooping or creeping in rings of shadow, rings of light. Make space inside your liquid heart for

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Do you know what a poem is, Esther?'

'No, what?' I would say. '

A piece of dust.'

Then, just as he was smiling and starting to look proud, I would say, 'So are the cadavers you cut up. So are the people you think you're curing. They're dust as dust as dust. I reckon a good poem lasts a whole lot longer than a hundred of those people put together.'

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