What is a poet? An unhappy person who conceals profound anguish in his heart but...– Soren Kierkegaard (via 500daysofkissingmypillow)
You know when you find a new poet and you try and read everything they wrote that you can lay hand to and its like wrapping yourself in a blanket of love and being stabbed by little shards of truth all at the same time
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Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to...– Roberto Bolaño (via mermaidmilk)
There is no city that does not dream
There is no city that does not dream by Anne Michaels There is no city that does not dream from its foundations. The lost lake crumbling in the hands of brickmakers, the floor of the ravine where light lies broken with the memory of rivers. All the winters stored in that geologic garden. Dinosaurs sleep in the subway at Bloor and Shaw, a bed of bones under the rumbling track. The storm ...