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until language completes itself as cyclical silence

- andrew mossin

Blessed are we the ephemeral who can contemplate movement as an image of eternity and follow intently the parabola of the arrow until it is buried beneath the line of the horizon.

- José Lezama Lima

A poem: an aviary without cages.

- Gustaf Sobin

The muses don't descend: they're omnipresent.

- Gustaf Sobin

He spoke

I listened.

I spoke,

he listened.

In between

we both

heard almost

nothing.

- robert lax

sometimes i’ve tried to see more than i saw

- robert lax

to be “enlightened” is not to shine; nor to bring multitudes to the hill

where one sits cross-legged, to listen.

it is rather to know what one is doing (& even, perhaps, to enjoy it).

- robert lax

one

moment

passes

another

comes on

how

was

how

will

was

wasn't

isn't

will be

won't

- robert lax

when i play house

i don’t play

either the poppa

or the mama

it’s more

as though i was playing

i was

the house

- robert lax

“are you a visitor?” asked

the dog.

“yes,” i answered.

“only a visitor?” asked

the dog.

“yes,” i answered.

“take me with you,” said

the dog.

- robert lax

A problem in design

Robert Lax

what if

you like

to draw

big flowers,

but what

if some

sage has

told you

that

there is

nothing

beautiful

nothing

beautiful

than a

straight

line

what should

you draw:

big flowers?

straight lines?

i think

you should

draw

big flowers

until

they become

a straight

line.

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by AR

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I wait for the word that has already left.

- Jean Daive

The fact of love is always a lack.

- Anne Carson