Archive for December, 2003

The Problem of Stasis

Thursday, December 11th, 2003

The problem is we think we exist. We think our words are permanent and solid and stamp us forever. That’s not true. We write in the moment. Sometimes when I read poems at a reading to strangers, I realize they think those poems are me. They are not me, even if I speak in the […]

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Thursday, December 11th, 2003

Looking upon myself from the perspective of society, I am an average person. Facing myself intimately, immediately, I regard myself as unique, as exceedingly precious, not to be exchanged for anything else. No one will live my life for me, no one will think my thoughts for me or dream my dreams. In the eyes […]

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Words to Ponder #72

Thursday, December 11th, 2003

He prayed as he breathed, forming no words and making no specific requests, only holding in his heart, like broken birds in cupped hands, all those people who were in stress or grief. –Ellis Peters, A Morbid Taste for Bones (1977)

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