else’s leaving. Impossible even to carry that burden.
- Jason B. Crawford
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).