Dog-tooth 73

May 22, 2018

Call me a feral thing
No i don’t want to sit next to you
i wanna bite the hands
That have felt me
Fed me
Fucked a not-me

Prairie M. Faul
(from Burnt Sugarcane – Glo Worm Press)

Blessing the Boats

May 22, 2018

may the tide
that is entering even now
the lip of our understanding
carry you out
beyond the face of fear

may you kiss
the wind then turn from it

certain that it will
love your back may you
open your eyes to water
water waving forever
and may you in your innocence
sail through this to that

Lucille Clifton

“I meant,” said Ipslore bitterly, “what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?”

Death thought about it.

“CATS,” he said eventually. “CATS ARE NICE.”

Terry Pratchett

art and madness

May 22, 2018

All great art has madness, and quite a lot of bad art has it, too.

William Saroyan
My Heart’s in the Highlands

deep within me

May 22, 2018

I felt and saw the night outside deep within me. Wind and wetness, autumn, bitter smell of foliage, scattered leaves of the elm tree.

Hermann Hesse
The Fairytales of Hermann Hesse
(trans. Jack Zipes)