
“Keep stealing, my friends! From life for fiction, and from fiction for life.” (ZS)

“… in times like these
to have you listen at all, it’s necessary
to talk about trees.”
Adrienne Rich, What Kind of Times are These
My body, now that we will not be traveling together much longer
I begin to feel a new tenderness toward you, very raw and unfamiliar,
like what I remember of love when I was young —love that was so often foolish in its objectives
but never in its choices, its intensities
Too much demanded in advance, too much that could not be promised —As though it were that soul, my hand moves over you cautiously,
not wishing to give offense
but eager, finally, to achieve expression as substance:it is not the earth I will miss,
CROSSROADS by Louise Glück via The Marginalian
it is you I will miss.
“Before dawn, I buy a coffee at Tom’s Newsstand,
then sit with your big Petit Larousse, La Fontaine,
and my ardor. September is a time to feel the light,
write, scratch out, write, nap, walk, begin again.”
Henri Cole, 107 Water Street

lordly lantern
tall neon doyen
dear to
orated tenderly on art or a trend
learned (Eden Tyndale Lear Eeyore Yoda Erato Leander Leda Troy Dante Donatella Leontyne)
ornately
real
annealed oleander
lonely eye
-Derrick Austin, André Leon Talley
“press mischievously upon the scale”
“some knowledge is beyond language”
“a dignity hard won: a dignity in need of constant vigilance and protection” (Zadie Smith, The Fraud)
[Outro]
‘Cause it’s mean, so mean
Ya kna’mean?
It’s mean, it’s so mean
Yeah, I know you know what I mean
‘Said it’s mean, so mean
Ya kna’mean?
It’s mean, it’s so mean
I know you know what I mean
Youlogy · Shabazz Palaces

I now replace desire
with meaning.
Instead of saying, I want you, I say,
there is meaning between us.
Meaning can swim, has taken lessons from the river
of itself. Desire is air. One puncture
above a black lake and she lies flat.
I now replace intensity with meaning.
One is a black hole of boundless appetite, a false womb,
another is a sentence.
[…]
Meaning knows …
Megan Fernandes, Friends with No Benefits
“The film, like life itself, had minimal
plot and extraordinary beauty.
The film, like life itself, was
slow and maniacal.”
Jennifer Bartlett, From “The Hindrances of a Householder”