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Louise Glück, from “Parodos”, Poems 1962-2012
The moon has never chosen between us. It arrives at both our windows without asking who stayed, who left, or who deserved the light. Perhaps that’s why I’ve always trusted her more than people.
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two autumns ago I was listening to a lecture by rabbi YY Jacobson. I can’t understand Hebrew that well so it was the English part that made me just pause in place when he said he doesn’t believe in light coming after darkness, or ‘from darkness.’ No, darkness is the very fabric of light. One cannot synthesize the light without that crucial darkness; and the intensity of light is commensurate with the depth of darkness. This isn’t just semantics. One is a fine sounding platitude. The other suggests the more darkness you have the greater raw material for light. In other words your pain is an advantage, and it’s never too late.
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eh im kinda an arm chair therapy skeptic. Id rather learn Hebrew, drink coffee at 4 am to fuel dawn drunk poetry, get up and run so early it’s too dark to see my feet, fuck off to a different city alone, etc.
Dostoevsky was right, my worst sin is, in fact, destroying and betraying myself for nothing.
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my dad gets so upset with me when I explain what modern dating is like. we have this conversation maybe once every four or five months. hes just confused. he tells me hed never in a million years risk saying or doing anything to make my mom even have the iota of a feeling he didn’t want her and only her. anyways, shortly thereafter I become delusional rejecting anything that isnt this. then discouraged, accepting less. then hes upset with me again,
i think ive found my favorite goodreads profile actually
I think I’ve found my soulmate
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