Throwing Children by Ross Gay
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Throwing Children by Ross Gay
Peter Gizzi
i was told the sunlight was a cure by hanif abdurraqib
Do you have a poem that makes you feel hopeful?
Yes<3
James Wright
Paul Thek’s “96 Sacraments” were written in one of his notebooks (#75, 1975). Thek wrote in a journal daily in the 1970s and 80s. Upon his death he had filled almost 100 journals, most of which were black and white composition books.
Full list of sacraments:
to wake up to breathe to touch the earth to pee to wash to prepare breakfast to eat breakfast to do the dishes to clean up to write a letter to mail the letter to go out to see the sun to do the shopping to talk with some people to buy a paper to come home to go to work to work to have work to have lunch to notice the light changing to see a cat to see a dog to stop for a rest to go home for dinner to talk with a neighbor to talk with a neighbor's child to kiss someone to eat dinner to eat dinner with friends to eat dinner with children to eat dinner alone to have dinner with someone to think of love to think of hope to think to dream, sing praises! to plan to write a poem to read a poem to forget bad things to sing to sing with someone to hold hands to hold anything to hug to get on a boat to go somewhere to eat a snack to not eat a snack to give away some money to replace some technological education with some spiritual education to see an island to go swimming to see somebody worse off to see somebody better off to go swimming nude to make love in the daytime to make love in the daytime with someone you love to eat a peach to comb your hair to find a way to grow feathers to satisfy all hunger in the world to avoid dominations and dominating to never stray to be innocent of corruption to not think (at least now and then) to worship in another's church, in another way to fly away into the air, high as a chicken, come back to grow to practice to be just to be stronger than you were to understand a bit more to like the ups & downs to feel okay in spite of it all to feel good knowing all the worst to avoid being forced into defiance to avoid emotional escalation to forget the way to make the way
Dorothy Day
i hope you're well! im reaching out because i trust you as a reader and as someone-who-feels and am wondering if you could share any favorite poems/pieces of art that help ground you? or maybe you even have a tag for it? i would like to hold something that helps me feel less foggy, if that makes sense
oh very honored:) yes…!! i have put tagged this post with some tags that come to mind that i think could be this for you i think (sometimes i can’t remember all of the meanings of my tags esp if i haven’t been using them in a while so the posts in there might be way off the mark but you can check them out😭) but also i will go thorough those tags and make a new tag for this called #fog heart i have eaten and add that tag to those posts today :) (maybe tommorow)