Camille Norton, Corruption: Poems

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Camille Norton, Corruption: Poems
“….Who wouldn’t want you? Whose most demonic appetite could you possibly fail to answer?”
— Louise Glück, from “Persephone’s Song“ (via violentwavesofemotion)
Do you regret your life?
Even before I was touched, I belonged to you; you had only to look at me.
— Louise Glück, from “The Burning Heart,” Poems 1962-2012
—Natasha Trethewey, “Myth”
Louise Glück, The Triumph of Achilles; from ‘From the Japanese’
“That time I thought I could not go any closer to grief without dying I went closer and I did not die.”
— Mary Oliver, from Heavy in “Thirst: Poems by Mary Oliver” (via adrasteiax)
"And let me ask you this: the dead, where aren't they?"
― Franz Wright, God's Silence (Knopf, 2006)
Do you believe me if I say I only ever wanted to be worthy of my father’s grief? Of the kind of obsession that nearly drowns us?
— Julian Randall, from “Icarus Imposter Syndrome,” Refuse
“You hold an absence
at your center,
as if it were a life.”
— Richard Brostoff, from “Grief”
This is the light of the mind, cold and planetary.
Sylvia Plath, Ariel; from 'The Moon and the Yew Tree'
Being with you or without you is how I measure my time.
Jorge Luis Borges, The Book of Sand; The Gold of the Tigers, from ‘The threatened one’ tr. Alastair Reid
—Stephen Adly Guirgis, The Last Days of Judas Iscariot
ON COMPLIANCE
eventually you realize you don’t want to die. you just don’t want to live the life you’re living. and slowly you try to create a life you want to live. just gotta start there.
“A lot of people tell me I’m a bit dreamy. But I like the idea of that. Of being somewhere else.”
— Alex Turner