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"Years will pass, and you will have visitings of despair and yet be tortured by hope."
Mary Shelley, from Frankenstein
"Life, although it may only be an accumulation of anguish, is dear to me, and I will defend it."
-Frankenstein's Creature, Frankenstein by Mary Shelley
May Sarton, The Poetry of May Sarton
Mary Oliver in “Dog Songs”
Wildness Before Something Sublime Leila Chatti
Regime by Carl Phillips
If you persevere, in time you will have an entirely different problem – not that life is meaningless, but rather that life has almost too much meaning. As the scales fall from your eyes the world rushes into focus, presenting itself with a kind of vibrational eloquence that can, at first, be almost overwhelming. Everything shimmers, everything clarifies, everything wrestles for your attention. Trees feel super-real, their roots plunged into the earth, their branches stretching to the sky, birds are flesh and blood souls, fragile with life, the sky unfolds and rolls, the ocean crashes, people fascinate, books are beautiful, children are whirling dynamos of chaos, dogs bark and cats meow, flowers shout, your neighbour glows, and God runs like a helix through all things. The world awaits you, humming with meaning. You are alive with potential. You are not dead.
— Nick Cave on getting clean, Red Hand Files #258
Everything is so superb and breathtaking. I am creeping forward on my belly like they do in war movies.
— Diane Arbus, as quoted in Susan Sontag’s On Photography
HOW’S THAT HOUSE THAT RAISED YOU? - Lev St. Valentine
“I learned that just beneath the surface there’s another world, and still different worlds as you dig deeper. I knew it as a kid, but I couldn’t find the proof. It was just a feeling. There is goodness in blue skies and flowers, but another force - a wild pain and decay - also accompanies everything.”
— David Lynch
Enough Music Dorianne Laux
by liang xiaoman (translated by benjamin orion landauer)
Fauna, Richard Siken
Tennessee Williams, “We Have Not Long to Love.”
Louise Glück, from an interview with poet in Poets & Writers