“grows tender,
grows tender and sweet
patience, I think”
Category: language
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To be lost is never wrong
“a field—it was always there—where to be lost is never to be wrong, but simply more.” (OV)
“tenderness depends on how little the world touches you.” (OV)
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remained sturdy with promises you could count on to be kept
the relative safety of brutal work […] difficult always
Only the tea roses remained sturdy with promises you could count on to be kept.
after she spoke, the smile that followed made the sun look like a fool
–TM
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AG2023_1540420a or feel your way, but hurry
“This is the place. […] Don’t see; feel,” she said. “You can feel your way, but hurry, hurry.” (TM)
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It was beauty, I learned, that we risked ourselves for.
“Good as always,” he said over his shoulder. “Always,” I repeated
“Look past the fence—there—those purple flowers. […] These will be perfect on our windowsill.” […] It was beauty, I learned, that we risked ourselves for.
“What’s good?” […] a precious spark we sought and harvested of and for one another.
“maybe all names are illusions. How often do we name something after its briefest form?”
–Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous: A Novel
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AG2023_1540417b or the place where…
“a genre [a place] for ‘managing the distance and proximity of what touches us’” Joe Jukes on Berlant (‘THE PLACE WHERE…’, Encountering Berlant part 1: Concepts otherwise)
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finding the cosmos by way of a dream
“We dreamed the ancient world as a place of freedom, a picture to imagine what we desired and what was possible.”
“… looked backward to look forward, finding the cosmos by way of ancient Egypt.” (Robin D.G. Kelley)
seeing illuminates the world
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AG2023_1044751a or black radical imagination
“the Marvelous was free”
“The work of these movements taken as a whole interrogates what is “normal”; […] encourages us to construct a politics rooted in desire.” (Robin D.G. Kelley)
