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the sciences and humanities are kissing with tongue. forever.
âI learned that just beneath the surface thereâs another world, and still different worlds as you dig deeper. I knew it as a kid, but I couldnât 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.â
â David Lynch
Enough Music Dorianne Laux
by liang xiaoman (translated by benjamin orion landauer)
Fauna, Richard Siken
Tennessee Williams, âWe Have Not Long to Love.â
Louise GlĂŒck, from an interview with poet in Poets & Writers
LUCILLE CLIFTON
âO praise the loyalty of the body that labors to rebuild its palatial realm. Bless butter. Bless brie. Sanctify schmaltz. And cream and cashews. Stoke the furnace of the stomach and load the vessels.â
â Ellen Bass, Ode to Fat
https://emergencemagazine.org/essay/navigating-the-mysteries/
âLove is an organic thing. It rots and softens.â
Words by Clementine Von Radics
All praise to the inexhaustible labyrinth of cause and effect which, before unveiling to me the mirror where I shall see no one or some other self, has granted me this perfect contemplation of a language at its dawn.
Jorge Luis Borges, "Embarking on the Study of Anglo-Saxon Grammar," from Selected Poems
try to praise the mutilated world by adam zagajewski tr. clare cavanagh
Maggie Smith, "Poem with a Line from Bluets," Good Bones
âIâm just, you know, kind of happy in the doing of things. Even just having a great cup of coffee is happiness. Getting an idea, or realizing an idea. Working on a paintingâŠworking on a piece of sculpture, working on a film. One thing I noticed is that many of us, we do what we call work for a goal. For a result. And in the doing, itâs not that much happiness. And yet thatâs our life going by. If youâre transcending every day, building up that happiness, it eventually comes to: it doesnât matter what your work is. You just get happy in the work. You get happy in the little things and the big things. And if the result isnât what you dreamed of, it doesnât kill you, if you enjoyed the doing of it. Itâs important that we enjoy the doing of our life.â
â David Lynch
MY FAVORITE PEOPLE ARE THOSE DEEPLY IN LOVE WITH THE WORLD DESPITE KNOWING THEY'RE NOT EXEMPT FROM ITS CRUELTY