i think every publisher should have to institute a ban on books that fail what iâm calling the âlittle lifeâ and âwhat else?â tests
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i think every publisher should have to institute a ban on books that fail what iâm calling the âlittle lifeâ and âwhat else?â tests
for reference.
[âhopeâ is the new thing with feathersâ] by emily dickinson
Miller Oberman, âOn Transâ
Octavio Paz, âThe House of Glancesâ (selected lines), A Tree Within (trans. Eliot Weinberger)
So real first of all
why not have the reader re-read a sentence now and then? it won't hurt him....
Joy Sullivan, from âCulpableâ, Instructions for Traveling West
cross stitch, words from Jenny Holzer's Livings, 1980-1982
Jeanette Winterson, from Lighthousekeeping
Wildness Before Something Sublime Leila Chatti
Octavio Paz, âThe House of Glancesâ (selected lines), A Tree Within (trans. Eliot Weinberger)
Power Ballad, 2019, by Joseph Yaeger 122.5 x 152 cm,  watercolour on gessoed canvas
Earl by Louis Jenkins
Leila Chatti, "Postcard from Gone"
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When you left I walked into the ocean. Not to drown but to be held by something reluctant to let go.
Don't make this bigger than it is, which is big enough to swallow whales and civilizations.
I joined the blue, I was blue.
And when I looked down, I shattered and reformed so many times, you know, I couldn't catch a clear look at myself. ]
âBack in my room I canât hear the river passing like time, or the moon emerging from the shadow of earth, but I can see the water that never repeats itself. Itâs very difficult to look at the World and into your heart at the same time.â
â Jim Harrison, from âThe Davenport Lunar Eclipse,â Complete Poems, ed. Joseph Bednarik (Copper Canyon Press, 2021)
2.4 by hagan nguyen, 2022, hahnemuhle metallic rag