an incomplete list of poetry quotes i can’t ever forget about:
·”but I’m still time zones away / from who I was the day before we met.” from “Photograph”, Andrea Gibson.
·”Will I be something? / Am I something? / And the answer comes: / You already are. / You always were. / And you still have time to be.” from “Here Am I”, Anis Mojgani.
·”I will love you when you are a still day. / I will love you when you are a hurricane.” from “Mouthful of Forevers”, Clementine von Radics.
·”The dirt and the dust are not / weak. I could build a house / out of you; you are the roof / when I rain.” from a poem by Liz (@clearwindowpanemoon).
·”I loved you head over handles / like my first bicycle accident - / before the mouthful of gravel and blood, / I swore we were flying.” from “Cycle of Abuse”, Sierra DeMulder.
·”So when my straight friend asks me why there is no straight pride parade, I tell her, ‘you can’t be proud of something you’ve never had to fight for.’” from “Pride”, Joanna Hoffman.
·”I woke up realizing I had been searching for a home with my own keys waiting in my pocket.” from “9 Reasons”, Joanna Hoffman.
·”13 things my uncle told me before he died: not everyone has the blessing to understand sadness / if you ever find yourself at the graveyard, read the names” from “poems from my uncle’s grave” (@irynka).
·”This is what you should be teaching your sons: / Each woman is a map and / if you dismiss her / because she was plateaus / where another woman has mountains, / and mountains where another woman has valleys, / then you will be missing out / on an awfully big adventure.” from “My existence is not for you” (@hereislight).
·”She’s not asking what you’re gonna tell your daughter. / She’s asking what you’re going to teach / your son.” from “Blue Blanket”, Andrea Gibson.
·”And if I know anything for certain, / I know it wasn’t love. / It was spitting flowers into our eyes / and calling it spring.” from “Fools at Love’s Table”, Ashe Vernon.
