e tudo é transparente em cada forma
torquato neto
toda palavra guarda uma cilada
e qualquer gesto é o fim
do seu início

torquato neto
sem vontade de esperar o tempo
- torquato neto
Anyone you love will leave
was what you proved to me the year you did.

Marilyn Hacker
Will she be in love with me when I’m fifty?
Absolutely unmixed attention is prayer.
- Simone Weil
How to depict attention that surveys
ground for reflexive confidence. Delays
are legion. 

Marilyn Hacker
We need a breather from the personal.
Marilyn Hacker
If I fail friendship, what felicity
left? Words crystallize despite our lives, select
emblems from hesitations and suspect
feelings. 

Marilyn Hacker
Unsubtle truth can blanket subtlety.
Marilyn Hacker
Reading poetry
we expect truth, you said, and I agree.
Truth, in particulars, I can define.

Marilyn Hacker
You happened to me. I was happened to
like an abandoned building by a bull-
dozer, like the van that missed my skull
happened a two-inch gash across my chin.
You went as deep down as I’d ever been.
You were inside me like my pulse. A new-
born flailing toward maternal heartbeat through
the shock of cold and glare: when you were gone,
swaddled in strange air, I was that alone
again, inventing life left after you.

Marilyn Hacker
Lo que no duele ha dolido.
Luis Muñoz
I practice silence. I am reading about men who strove to lose affections.
Richie Hofmann
 I love you because you can’t be destroyed by love
Richie Hofmann
Eros enters, where shame had lived.
Richie Hofmann
O Nietzsche é um filósofo romântico. Um filósofo romântico é meio que o oposto do estoicismo, porque ele valoriza o pathos, a paixão. E uma das questões centrais do estoicismo é o que se chama apatheia estoica, é manter o pathos longe. Então, do ponto de vista do Nietzsche, os estoicos se defendem da vida — porque ficam tentando construir uma paz interior que, para o Nietzsche, não significa nada. Paz interior? Que me venham as paixões.

- Luiz Felipe Pondé, Linhas Cruzadas (09/07/2026)
Então a modernidade é ansiogênica e o estoicismo é ansiolítico.
- Thaís Oyama, Linhas Cruzadas (09/07/2026) 
We recognize each other only in echoes.
Donika Kelly
And we both wrote poems we couldn't write
Anne Sexton
The days are horizontal.
Anne Sexton
So I fell apart. So I came all undone.
Anne Sexton
 I have been momentary.
Anne Sexton
Victor, Silo, S03E02

O homem é um animal político. 
- Aristóteles

O inferno são os outros.
- Sartre

Não há fatos, apenas interpretações.
- Nietzsche
VICTOR
Why do humans rule the world and not the apes?

DANIEL
I don't know. [...]

VICTOR
You reach out to people and you tell them a story. You take a set of data and  you weave meaning around it. It's what we do; it's who we are. We're storytellers, meaning-makers. [,,,] We're really just a collection of stories we've told ourselves. Memory is our internal biography—information that we've hopped up with meaning to tell us who we are.

Silo, S03E02
It just so happens that I gather emptiness in my shirt pocket
and run like I have things to do or I’m chased by some
illusion

Nasser Rabah
Peter Schmidt no Roda Viva (29/06/2026)
(trechos)

A ideia importante é de que a atenção é muito, muito mais ampla do que attention span, janela de atenção. Uma máquina não pode medir, nem pode gerar tipos de atenção como carinho, imaginação, criatividade ou amor.

— • —

A atenção é a matéria da experiência de ser humano.

— • —

No discurso popular, pelo menos nos Estados Unidos, se fala economia da atenção, mas a gente acha que essa frase não expressa a violência do que está acontecendo agora. A gente propõe outra metáfora para entender a situação. Essa metáfora é, em inglês, human fracking, fracking humano.

— • —

A gente precisa de santuários, isso é um conceito central de nosso trabalho, de espaços protegidos da pressão do fracking humano.

— • —

Novas tecnologias produzem novas formas de exploração, novas formas de exploração produzem novas formas de resistência.

— • —

O que podemos aprender desse momento na história é: quando você está sofrendo e todas as outras pessoas estão sofrendo também, tem que se juntar, tem que se unir, tem que conversar.

— • —

Tem duas forças históricas em jogo. Tem a força da tecnologia e tem uma força, um modelo de negócios, que explora as pessoas. São distintas. Agora, a tecnologia apoia esse modelo de negócios, mas não tem que ser assim. Então a gente acredita no mundo onde a tecnologia vai avançando, mas tem que nutrir a vida humana em vez de extorqui-la.
My apologies to chance for calling it necessity.
Wisława Szymborska
I let myself be invented
Wisława Szymborska
I TEACH silence
in all languages

Wisława Szymborska
I exist not in myself,
I’m an element’s function.
A symbol in the air.
Or a circle on the water.

Wisława Szymborska
O perilous, altruistic mute god of love.
Bianca Stone
I don’t know. What is it to be seen? I can forget
it’s language I long for. Man and his ciphers
cannot save me. Meaning cannot not pile me up
with more meaning.

Bianca Stone
Maybe humans are the failed AI of Nature.
Maybe Nature made something it thought would tend the garden.
Maybe Nature made something sexy, to watch
clean the pools with long butterfly nets
and a sunburn—the retainers of Nature.

Bianca Stone
how can someone not become
heartbreaking in one sense
of the word—not find
they are a stranger in their own household
of truly
     unnamable need?

Bianca Stone
We must risk delight.
Jack Gilbert
Time does not go beyond its maiden name.
And anyway, right now, everything tastes good.
All the male poets’ poems, and dirty, dirty chocolate layer cake.
I swallow it with a glass of milk.
The crumb crawls down my throat
and enters me. The power of Christ compels,
     not I—but the wish to be changed—
everything is challenged
by the sudden flame of joy—
how uncomfortable we are with happiness.

Bianca Stone
Knowledge invades him, yet he shrinks again
   And sickens to live still
Upon the green slopes of his isolation

Thom Gunn
I search for meaning, studying to remember
What the world was, and meant

- Thom Gunn
The lover burns without knowing what is burning.
Roland Barthes
Instruct me how to find here my desire:
To separate the matter from its burning

Thom Gunn
I was presence without full being
Thom Gunn
I’ve learned the doctors learned of learned helplessness
- Solmaz Sharif
I want to be surrounded by splendor, but beauty is capitalism. 
This is to say purchase power is how I was taught to love things  
& now I am exiled in a country where living is only spectacle & roses, 
never bread. How do I feed a village when my only skill is personal 
acquisition, not distribution?

- Yesenia Montilla
AR

rise, zooplankton,
from the perpetual twilight

feed—there's plenty of
phytoplankton

living soup everywhere
in this viscous world

thank God
(is there a god in the darkness?)
for your amazing appendages
it's what we don't say

o fog
borra a vista do que está para lá da ponte. aperto a pedra do parapeito com
as mãos para ver melhor.

alice sant'anna
impossível sentar-se diante de tantas cadeiras
que aguardam o momento
em que serão úteis

as costas espalmadas são pacientes
podem ficar para sempre na espera

os pés das cadeiras quando tombam
apontam para cima
são insetos de casca redonda
que não desviram sozinhos

alice sant'anna
tenho te escrito com calma
cartas em um caderno azul
arranco da espiral e não posto
por preguiça ou nem morta
tenho medo da espera

- alice sant'anna
Nowhere a meaning, nowhere a definite goal
depois de hesse
o maior obstáculo não é a tragédia, mas a opacidade

depois de weil
a aflição extrema rompe a ilusão que nos impede de perceber o real

depois de dickinson
a compreensão vem em lampejos

depois da linguagem
toda origem é uma tradução

- AR
Oh, if only for a moment
Between me and the light that lasts forever
A storm would be kind enough to shatter the fog.

Hermann Hesse
I was going to pick flowers;
Now I leave them all standing
And walk home, an old man.

Hermann Hesse
Now I drink pain in every delight
Hermann Hesse
I would believe only in a god who could dance.
Friedrich Nietzsche
A Swarm of Gnats
Hermann Hesse

Many thousand glittering motes
Crowd forward greedily together
In trembling circles.
Extravagantly carousing away
For a whole hour rapidly vanishing,
They rave, delirious, a shrill whir,
Shivering with joy against death.

Whole kingdoms, sunk into ruin,
Whose thrones, heavy with gold, instantly scattered
Into night and legend, without leaving a trace,
Have never known of so fierce a dancing.


I don't mean to sound 
ungrateful. I am grateful 
as a weathervane 
finally struck. 

Cameron Awkward-Rich
I’m alone in this room 
empty of me, though 
I’m in it.

Cameron Awkward-Rich
"Só depende de você."
"Você precisa reagir."
"Pense positivo."
"Levanta dessa cama."

Sobreviver
é uma forma
de velocidade
invisível.

O corpo
aprende
uma física
sem testemunhas.

- AR
Do all people fall in love?

Or is there always someone searching,
unable to rest, finding nothing.

Nothing, nothing, nothing.

Alex Dimitrov
History
Alex Dimitrov

The turn in the day
when it’s no longer morning.

Men I loved
and haven’t spoken to in years.

What used to be St. Mark’s Bookshop
at 12 St. Marks Place.

Nothing ends.
I love knowledge. Even the fatal kind. Even the one without “use value.”
Alex Dimitrov
I love how the past shifts when there’s more.
Alex Dimitrov
Silences. Between the waves and beneath them.
Alex Dimitrov
the real mystery in fact
is how we managed to make room
for love at all

alex dimitrov
I will never have justice. But what crumbs of it may be snatched, I will devour.
- Rhaenyra, House of the Dragon, S03E03
House of the Dragon, S03E03

Do not think I am not grateful for your small 
kindness to me. 
I like small kindnesses. 

Louise Glück
I tried to leave desire,
but it scratched at the door, tapped
its empty bowl against the floor—
I tried not to answer,
but the bulb shone—

- Solmaz Sharif
To lose even the loss.
- Solmaz Sharif
A without which
I have learned to be.

Solmaz Sharif
Frugal musicality is how Kristeva describes depression’s speech
Solmaz Sharif
unlanguaged
- alicia hoffman
The mosquito knows full well, small as he is
he’s a beast of prey.
But after all
he only takes his bellyful,
he doesn’t put my blood in the bank.

My hunch is that most of what we call depression is a loss of coherence.
- Martin Picard, The Diary of a CEO (July 2, 2026)
Teoria provisória
AR

Propósito,
eu te perdi
ou foi
a mitocôndria?

Confesso:
nem fui te procurar.
Fiquei aqui,
a contemplar.
STEVEN
Again, we're theorizing here. If I don't have purpose in my life, it's gonna change the mitochondria. And if my mitochondria become more inefficient, then what? What will I notice as the next symptom?

MARTIN
Probably fatigue is the next thing that starts to pop up. You feel drained. You don't feel like you have enough energy...

STEVEN
Burnout?

MARTIN
[It] probably feels like burnout, and you start to lose enthusiasm for the future. You become more pessimistic. There's a kind of constellation of things we call depression or burnout—we put labels on these things, but really every person starts to experience life as less enjoyable, less purposeful, less meaningful, regardless of the diagnostic title we put on.

The Diary of a CEO (July 2, 2026)
I know, Lilly. I know.

The Sheep Detectives, 2026


Whispered Poem
Mary Oliver

I have been risky in my endeavors,
I have been steadfast in my loves;

Oh Lord, consider these when you judge me.
All real living is meeting.
- Martin Buber, I and Thou
Today is a day of
dark clouds and slow rain.
The little blades of corn
are so happy.

Mary Oliver
Don't think, but look!
- Ludwig Wittgenstein, Philosophical Investigations (§66)
For a large class of cases—though not for all—in which 
we employ the word 'meaning' it can be defined thus: 
the meaning of a word is its use in the language."

- Ludwig Wittgenstein, Philosophical Investigations (§43)
On the beach, at dawn:
four small stones clearly
hugging each other.

How many kinds of love
might there be in the world,
and how many formations might they make

and who am I ever
to imagine I could know
such a marvelous business?

Mary Oliver
6.522
There is indeed the inexpressible. This shows itself; it is the mystical.

7
Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent.

Ludwig Wittgenstein, Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus
litografia
claudia roquette-pinto

mas se eu uso uma palavra nova
como tivesse uma pedra na língua 
áspera troca tranca trinca
maxilares dormentes

cada síbaba faz-se displicente
o acaso de estar intrometida
entre outros rumores ainda
mais dizeres

pronuncia-se esta pepita 
com lábios de desagravo
enquanto em segredo relevos
de quartzo

chacoalham num alvoroço
de dentes e ditos e datas
custa o tempo de um tropeço
lapidar uma palavra
Foolishness? No, It’s Not
Mary Oliver

Sometimes I spend all day trying to count the leaves on a single tree. To do this I have to climb branch by branch and write down the numbers in a little book. So I suppose, from their point of view, it’s reasonable that my friends say: what foolishness! She’s got her head in the clouds again.

But it’s not. Of course I have to give up, but by then I’m half crazy with the wonder of it—the abundance of the leaves, the quietness of the branches, the hopelessness of my effort. And I am in that delicious and important place, roaring with laughter, full of earth-praise
Is a prayer a gift, or a petition,
or does it matter?

- Mary Oliver
Absolute attention is prayer.
- Simone Weil
Branches without leaves over bare ground
pretend to reveal everything.

Mei-Mei Berssenbrugge
stillness turns in its well
- mei-mei berssenbrugge
Yet suddenly: silence.
Georg Trakl
I refer more to relation than beings.
Mei-Mei Berssenbrugge
Art does not reproduce the visible; rather, it makes visible.
- Paul Klee
Being is not the straight line a photon travels, but fractal, 
like the edge of a borealis. 

Mei-Mei Berssenbrugge
You can rise to a level of not knowing that’s untouched by entropy. 
Out of uncertainty, openness: order is maintained.

Mei-Mei Berssenbrugge
We now find ourselves in a world where we understand how everything works
but we know the meaning of nothing.

- John Lennox quotes Iain McGilchristThe Diary of a CEO (June 4, 2026)
I think I must be somewhere else, not here,
not in this city, this heartland of pure noise.

- Ai
in the silence so complete
- ai
my mind empty
like the Buddhists tell you is possible
if only you don’t try.
If only I could
turn myself into a bird
like the shaman I was meant to be,
but I can’t,
I’m earthbound
and solitude is my companion,
the only one you can count on.
Don’t, don’t try to tell me otherwise.
I’ve had it all and lost it

Ai
AR

o amanhã
nunca falta

quem falta
sou eu
Remember Dorothy and the Yellow Brick Road?
There’s no pot of gold at the end,
but we keep walking that road
- Ai

I've discovered over the decades that humans are incredibly short-term oriented. And that they have an enormous predisposition to optimism. They're looking for optimistic news in everything. They're looking to avoid unpleasantness.
- Jeremy Grantham, The Diary of a CEO (June 30, 2026)
A relation of cruel optimism exists when something 
you desire is actually an obstacle to your flourishing.

Lauren Berlant
What is real is process.
Ernst Bloch
Thinking means venturing beyond.
Ernst Bloch
The new always happens against the overwhelming odds 
of statistical laws and their probability...

Hannah Arendt
Penso que esses quatro autores desenham um arco muito interessante:

Arendt: 
caminhamos porque cada ação pode inaugurar algo novo.

Bloch: 
caminhamos porque o mundo ainda não está concluído e contém possibilidades latentes.

Fisher: 
caminhamos mesmo quando nossa capacidade de imaginar 
um futuro diferente foi profundamente reduzida.

Berlant: 
caminhamos porque somos afetivamente presos a promessas que podem
nunca se cumprir — ou até nos prejudicar.

- AR
In the fields, the silos open their mouths
and let the grain dribble down their sides,
for they are overflowing.

Ai
Wishing I could get out of this alive, I hug myself.
- Ai
To have understood some small piece of the world
more deeply doesn’t have to mean we’re not as lost
as before

- Carl Phillips
Final Curve
Langston Hughes

When you turn the corner
And you run into yourself
Then you know that you have turned
All the corners that are left.
Somewhere in the memory bank.
Verity Spott
Espera
AR

Espero.
Não por alguém.
Pela possibilidade.
Negativo
AR

Aquilo
que falta

também
estrutura.
Conceito
AR

O conceito
não abraça.

Ainda assim
é onde descanso
por um instante.
A noite
não promete nada.
Mesmo assim amanhece.

-  AR
Ainda estou aqui.
Não como resposta.
Como vestígio.

-  AR
Perceber
o peso
da xícara vazia sobre a mesa.

- AR
In deep autumn, on a busy
London sidewalk, I want to
summon myself to be free.

Mary Jean Chan
No one formula for the incompatibilities that
are
existence.

Frank Bidart
The sun allows you to see only what the sun
falls
upon: the surface. What we wanted was what was elsewhere: cause.

Frank Bidart
When are you gonna realize he's on his own path?
And sometimes you just need to get out of the way.

- Katherine, Michael (2026)
such a forever is love’s any now
e. e. cummings
yes is a pleasant country
e. e. cummings
Contusion
Sylvia Plath

Color floods to the spot, dull purple.
The rest of the body is all washed-out,
The color of pearl.

In a pit of rock
The sea sucks obsessively,
One hollow the whole sea’s pivot.

The size of a fly,
The doom mark
Crawls down the wall.

The heart shuts,
The sea slides back,
The mirrors are sheeted.
Doron Langberg, Drawing Mark, 2020

Queerness is a structuring and educated mode of desiring that allows us to see and feel beyond the quagmire of the present. The point is not that queerness is yet to arrive but that it is an ideality that can be distilled from the past and used to imagine a future.

Jose Muñoz, Cruising Utopia: The Then and There of Queer Futurity (2009)
That’s one of the things 'queer' can refer to: the open mesh of possibilities, gaps, overlaps, dissonances and resonances, lapses and excesses of meaning when the constituent elements of anyone’s gender, of anyone’s sexuality aren't made (or can’t be made) to signify monolithically.

Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick, Tendencies (1993)
I know it feels like your life is a line of dominoes that only knows how to fall, 
but I promise you, you are the hand that can pick them up and build a fortress.

Andrea Gibson
And yet the look of that life stayed.
The specific movement of that love,
the pure and unashamed light.

Constantine Cavafy
You are a beautiful thing. We are all beautiful things, 
turning the dark corners of the world into 
places where we can finally breathe.

- Richard Siken
I am a woman who loves women
and I am a person who loves the beautiful,
and we are rewriting the map of what is possible
with every single touch.

June Jordan
We are the architecture of our own rescue.
We are the ones who can love ourselves
when no one else is looking
or willing.

Essex Hemphill
You are not a mistake. You are too many exquisite things to fit into a word.
Andrea Gibson
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

Mary Oliver
it is
a power
nourished by comfort
knowing
we are
doing each other's work

- audre lorde
let across the world
a million boys
wake up laughing
& safe in their skin

- danez smith
To be the most beloved is great, but to love is greater
Walt Whitman
So much happiness
is caged
in language,

ready
to burst out
anytime

and fade

We’ve been seated
in the afterlife.

Here
it’s a good night
when the impala sprints off,

a good night
when the pride rips
at the carcass.

Rae Armantrout
Symbolism as the party face of paranoia.
Rae Armantrout
You’ve been crossing
every
with only

Rae Armantrout
Heaven, if it exists,
is when
there is no difference
between watching
and being watched.

Rae Armantrout
A human uses part
of herself to think
of the rest
of herself as existing

“now.”

This is labor intensive.

Rae Armantrout
I collected debris
to sell as crash art,
                    crush porn.

- Rae Armantrout
Then, then, then, then,
the storyteller stutters.

Rae Armantrout
If being is eventual
Rae Armantrout
still voguing
- rae armantrout
Madagascan music that I’ve never heard

Kae Tempest
I’m learning to recognise
each pitch in the scale of your silence

Kae Tempest
Careful with the radio
All songs might be the straw
That whips the camel’s broken back
And leaves you on the floor
No matter that you’ve heard the song
Six thousand times before

Kae Tempest
I’ve come here today to remember myself,
I’m looking for who used to live in my bones
Before they existed to hope for your kisses.
But London has changed

Kae Tempest
Getting out more
Kae Tempest

I’m inviting
one night stands
To come to gigs
and meet my friends
I don’t know
when this will end
I call you up.
It rings
and rings
Sem você é um silêncio tal
Que ouço uma nuvem a vagar no céu
- Chico Buarque, Sem você n.º 2

I wake in the night and hear noises
I stand on my own by the window
- Kae Tempest, Things I do in our house since you left
Nothingness haunts being.
Jean-Paul Sartre
The truth is the whole.
- Hegel
We learn from history that we do not learn from history.
Hegel
Nothing great in the world has ever been accomplished without passion.
Hegel
The owl of Minerva spreads its wings only with the falling of the dusk.
Hegel
Coruja
Orides Fontela

Voo onde ninguém mais - vivo em luz  
mínima 
ouço o mínimo arfar - farejo o 
sangue 
  
e capturo 
a presa 
em pleno escuro.
The lily’s withered chalice falls
Around its rod of dusty gold,
And from the beech-trees on the wold
The last wood-pigeon coos and calls.

Oscar Wilde
O som seco e surdo desta
Fruta caindo
No murmúrio sem fim do
Oco silêncio da floresta.

Osip Mandelstam 
Entardeceu
Sem amor
A boca inflexível

Odysséas Elytis
A hora entardeceu esquecida
Sem memória

Odysséas Elytis
Faço avançar minha mão pela folhagem do vento
Odysséas Elytis
De pé nas rochas sem amanhã nem ontem
Sobre o perigo das rochas cabelos na tormenta
Irás dizer adeus ao teu enigma.

Odysséas Elytis
E o tempo frenético escultor dos homens
Odysséas Elytis
O tempo é a sombra célere dos pássaros
Meus olhos escancarados em meio às suas imagens

Odysséas Elytis
CARMY
You know, the chaos, it is not helpful, Marcus.

MARCUS
It means a lot coming from you.

The Bear, S05E04
I don't know. She said this one thing in the movie that, like, really stuck with me. Subtitled, but essentially, she says, "We let anxiety set limits on emotion, on feelings, on grief. And we trick ourselves into thinking there's limits because of fear."

- Marcus, The Bear, S05E04
I've been there, Carmy.

The Bear, S05E03
I, sometime living, sometime with a name
Yvor Winters
The rain of matter upon sense
Destroys me momently. 

Yvor Winters
The frightened brain, the nervous will,
The knowledge of what must be done,
The passion to acquire the skill
To face that which you dare not shun.

Yvor Winters
A disturbance in mirrors
Sylvia Plath
Cai a lua, caem as plêiades e
É meia-noite, o tempo passa e
Eu só, aqui deitada, desejante.

Safo
and the only thing worse
than losing the trust
of a lover is finding the rust
in their kiss

- kae tempest
TIRESIAS
You long for knowledge;                  
you will soon long for ignorance.

- Euripides, The Phoenician Women
Querido diário,

Hoje me lembrei de que, na Nekyia de Homero, Odisseu desce ao mundo dos mortos em busca de Tirésias, mas encontra também a memória: para descobrir o caminho de volta, precisa antes ouvir as vozes do passado.

Ontem assisti a Backrooms (2026), que parece caminhar por esse mesmo território. Hoje, no terceiro episódio de Proud (2026-), encontrei o poema Hold Your Own, de Kae Tempest, e descobri que ele dá nome ao livro em que Tempest recria justamente o mito de Tirésias — personagem que admiro desde Tiresia (2003).

Gosto quando essas constelações se formam sem aviso. Hoje, no Dia Internacional do Orgulho LGBTQIAPN+, todas essas vozes pareceram encontrar umas às outras.

- AR
Happiness, the brand, is not happiness
Kae Tempest
When all there is is knowing that you feel 
what you are feeling
Hold your own

Kae Tempest
When everything is fluid
nothing can be known with any certainty
Hold your own

Proud, S01E03

pre confessions II
 
I overthink. I think over. 
Over as above. As far from. 
From what? 

Then my body hurts. 
It overhurts.

- AR
what is love but a constellation
of significances

- julian t. brolaski
If I be fair, or false, or freaked with fear
Julian T. Brolaski
a rose is arrows is eros
julian t. brolaski
Why speak of hate, when I do bleed for love?
Not hate, my love, but Love doth bite my tongue
Till I taste stuff that makes my rhyming rough

Julian T. Brolaski
the bear and the salmon
Julian T. Brolaski

it lyked to eat salmon w/ its
fingers like a bear
and then use those fingers
to clean its glasses
it cried and it looked like a raccoon   I believe
it wanted to cultivate this look
hope all is well.  send smoke
signal telegram carrier pigeon 

julian t. brolaski
the music made me feel a little anxious it was
hard thumping dance music a notch
upwards of 100 bpm notoriously the beat of life
the optimum tempo for cpr

- julian t. brolaski
what can poetry do it
cant not not do nothing

- julian t. brolaski
Diagnosis
Andrea Gibson

I suffer
from unrequited self love.
I love myself, but I don’t
love myself
back.
A gente é uma performance. 
Não existe uma coisa antes do que a gente é.
Não existe um ser que é antes do que a gente faz.

- João Vicente, Não Importa (25/06/2026)
There are doors opening everywhere.
We don't know why or what's connecting them.
They keep happening and we don't know how to stop them.

- Phil, Beckrooms (2026)
Demora-te, demora-te assim: 
faz do olhar 
tempo sem tempo, espaço 
limpo

Eugénio de Andrade
no gume do silêncio
- eugénio de andrade
respiro um sol recente
e raso
nas palavras

- eugénio de andrade
Espera
Eugénio de Andrade

Horas, horas sem fim,
pesadas, fundas,
esperarei por ti
até que todas as coisas sejam mudas.

Até que uma pedra irrompa
e floresça.
Até que um pássaro me saia da garganta
e no silêncio desapareça.
A ilha
Eugénio de Andrade

Tanta palavra para chegar a ti, 
tanta palavra, 
sem nenhuma alcançar 
entre as ruínas 
do delírio a ilha, 
sempre mudando 
de forma, de lugar, estremecida 
chama, preguiçosa 
vaga fugidia 
do mar de Ulisses cor de vinho
Dey is times in life when Nature
Seems to slip a cog an' go,
Jes' a-rattlin' down creation,
Lak an ocean's overflow;
When de worl' jes' stahts a-spinnin'
Lak a picaninny's top

Paul Laurence Dunbar
O heart of mine
Paul Laurence Dunbar
Come, O love, whene’er you may,
And you are welcome, welcome.

Paul Laurence Dunbar
Tell me something good,
just one good thing, just tell me
something that will get me through
the hours the days the weeks

Margaret Atwood
It
Rae Armantrout

The sky grayed and it was possible to name objects.

They didn’t yet call out to me. This happened only
when the sun touched their skins.

Then they would do tricks.

Perhaps a silver
bracelet of raindrops
suspended from a bone
thin twig,

almost a crib mobile.

But now I’ve called it several things.
eu queria escrever um poema
estou com dor de cabeça 

eu queria escrever uma cabeça
estou com dor de poema

- AR
If you
were here
I could drive
in the HOV lane.
Loneliness
moves so
slow.

Andrea Gibson
Yesterday I carved your name into the surface
of an ice cube then held it against my chest
’til it melted into my aching pores.

Andrea Gibson
no volume máximo

Émile Durkhein dizia que o sagrado é a pressão que uma pessoa sente do social sobre ela, dizendo que aquilo é intocável, poderoso, especial. A ideia de que a sociedade pode levar você a pensar determinada coisa, sentir determinada coisa, tá aí; tá clara na sociologia.

(...)

Dizer que é uma construção social não adianta nada para quem sofre o mal. Por isso que o ditado americano me parece tão significativo: “Eu tô me afogando e você descreve a água.”

- Luiz Felipe Pondé, Linhas Cruzadas (25/06/2026)
“Fall / in love / with your solitude.”
says the Instagram poet
with 1.6 million
followers.
Maybe it was
“Eat your hunger.”

- Rae Armantrout
Distribution
Rae Armantrout

You think category
isn’t sexy, isn’t
sex. Seems you’re wrong.

Don’t worry. We have
dozens of them, each revamping
the last. A thing

must be recognizable
in order to be
a thing. After a while

you’ll want to introduce
some novelty, but since
it’s been a while

this could come off
as desperate.
Don’t be mad.

You’d like to punish
the smug, crisply packaged
faux-finite?

We have accessories for that.
Guises
Rae Armantrout

I come up
again and again
as if from the ground,
as if in a dream,
see that I’m naked
and cover myself
in a likeness,
oh Lord,
“iconic.”
As if a pebble
could speak for a cave
about “desire”
from a mile off
This trauma isn't a judgment on yourself or who you are.
- Dr Blake, The Agency, S01E08
SAMI
I keep forgetting, we're strangers.

MARTIAN
I know who you are. I know who we are. This is who I am.

SAMI
Is this real?

MARTIAN
It's real.

SAMI
I recognize the face, and I love the man I recognize.
But there's someone else who I can see, who I don't know.

The Agency, S02E07
Psst
Charles Simic

Don’t go psst
With a finger
Over your lips,
You seated behind me at the movies,
Or in church
Where I bow my head to pray,
Or in this dive
Where I’m the sole customer,
Shushing me
Out of a dark corner
As I hum to myself
With eyes closed
Thinking of God-knows-what.
Wellness check
Andrea Gibson

In any moment,
on any given day,
I can measure
my wellness
by this question:
Is my attention on loving,
or is my attention on
who isn’t loving me?
I understand being wooed by the finish line
of sadness. Infinity still sends me nudes
every day. 

Andrea Gibson
The psychology manuals say no one really wants
to die. They want relief. They believe they will never
find it in this world. That belief could be right.
Or wrong.

One would have to stay to find out.
Friend, if you stay, at least we will be
together, and I have an extra straw.

Andrea Gibson
a neutralidade ajuda o opressor, nunca a vítima
- elie wiesel
No such thing as the innocent bystander
Andrea Gibson

Silence rides shotgun
wherever hate goes.
I know most people try hard
to do good and find out too late
they should have tried softer.

Andrea Gibson
my queer feels now like celebration:
something worth living for

jaye simpson
i hope my sacrifice kept the gods      above appeased,
you get to go on   &   love each other
 
- jaye simpson
I returned with a new way to think about you.
On another page Whitman described what it feels like to live.

Alex Dimitrov
And of course I’m still here
waiting for you to look at me.

Alex Dimitrov
There must be ways to delay the past
from so frequently arriving. 

- Alex Dimitrov
Identity is made
of select experiences.

- Rae Armantrout
Provocação
AR

Quem faz a seleção?
O próprio sujeito, a memória,
a cultura e a linguagem.

E ainda sobra, ao mistério, 
uma pequena margem nessa 
história.
To drift with every passion till my soul
Is a stringed lute on which all winds can play,
Is it for this that I have given away
Mine ancient wisdom, and austere control?

Oscar Wilde
O quarto estava repleto de nós, com as nuvens que se juntavam de nossas palavras, 
o nevoeiro de nossos pensamentos

- Tomasz Jędrowski, Nadando no Escuro (2024)
Don’t bear me ill will, speech, that I borrow weighty words,
then labor heavily so that they may seem light.

Wisława Szymborska
“Do you still think about him?” 
“But I’m not crying.”

Wisława Szymborska
Everything’s mine but just on loan,
nothing for the memory to hold,
though mine as long as I look.

Wisława Szymborska
Metaphors teach the mind
to enjoy error
and to learn
from the juxtaposition of what is and what is not the case.

Anne Carson
WHY ISN’T IT OKAY TO SAY THERE ARE
THINGS WE HAVE NOT SURVIVED?

Andrea Gibson
GIVE ME THE PALM OF YOUR
HAND.

I’d like to be kind to myself
in every way.

César Vallejo
Fósforo y fósforo en la oscuridad,
lágrima y lágrima en la polvareda.

César Vallejo
Absence has not just been a lack or a gap; 
it has been the very condition of trace and presence.

Jacques Derrida
The absurd is born of this confrontation between the human need 
and the unreasonable silence of the world.

Albert Camus
The limits of my language mean the limits of my world.
Ludwig Wittgenstein
Lord,
when you send the rain,
think about the roof,
think about the water
coming through the ceiling.

James Baldwin
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.

Mary Oliver
Shock & Awe
AR

When they cut the head
of the serpent

It had already bitten
its tail

Remaining as one
all the same
Síntese
Antonio Cicero

PAI MÃE
CÉU CHÃO
MÃE CÉU
PAI XÃO
Decoração
AR

Gosto de livros tangíveis.
Aqueles ali, no topo da estante,
servem para quê?
Desistir?
Antonio Cicero

Cerúleo:
o céu
o mar
os olhos dos alemães
os cabelos dos indianos
a noite
a morte
Querido diário,

Hoje, ao ler um trecho do livro Nadando no Escuro de Tomasz Jędrowski, “Uma foto de Isabelle Adjani estava enfiada entre a moldura e o vidro do espelho”, lembrei do dia em que fui ao cinema com minha mãe assistir Camille Claudel. Algumas lembranças sobrevivem assim: comprimidas entre superfícies, não inteiras, apenas a textura de um gesto, a curva de um perfil. A ausência trabalha devagar, desgastando contornos, aprofundando sulcos, polindo o que ficou — até que a saudade deixe de ser imagem e vire contínuo.

- AR
Olhamos um para o outro, já além das palavras.
- Tomasz Jędrowski, Nadando no Escuro (2024)
The money of  the mind is attention, maybe.
Which is not, initially, where I thought I’d begin,
but we’re already here now, using the language
of care and economy, though God-talk was truly
my first way in. Sustained attention is how we approach
a flesh and blood experience of the Divine 

- Joshua Bennett
If self-love
were a mirage,
it would decorate
distance,
shimmer over
others’ eyes,
evaporate
on contact

Rae Armantrout
abusing the system is an oxymoron
- amber dawn
If I desire
women who are fiction,
does it mean
I have fictionalized myself?

Amber Dawn
The queer bar is funhousing again.
Bucking dance floor. Ball pit. Smells
like spandex lamé after the DJ mashes
Kylie Minogue’s “Can’t Get You Out
of My Head” with New Order’s “Blue
Monday.”

- Amber Dawn
You said NATURE IS INDIFFERENT
TO SUFFERING. I said whoa you and nature
have so much in common

Natalie Shapero
a lógica econômica infiltrada nos afetos
AR

até o vento

parece exigir
alguma forma de retorno

pelas folhas
que move
Have I told you
about when I died and came back
and everyone begged me
to please stay dead? It wasn’t, they promised me, personal—

they’d just gone all out on the funeral, and they didn’t
want all that money to be for nothing—

Natalie Shapero
Vulnerability is a practice. It's not a destination.
minha barriga (lar tanto do medo como do desejo)
- Tomasz Jędrowski, Nadando no Escuro (2024)
Era assim que eu vivia naquela época: por meio dos livros.
- Tomasz Jędrowski, Nadando no Escuro (2024)
Eu sentia um ressentimento vago em relação a mim mesmo, uma alienação em relação ao meu corpo de vinte e dois anos.

- Tomasz Jędrowski, Nadando no Escuro (2024)
haiku /ˈhaɪ.kuː/> n. (pl. same
or haikus) a Japanese poem 
of seventeen syllables, in 
three lines of five, seven, 
and five. 

dog /dɑːɡ/> n. poet 


Homework 

I don’t know that word 
But I’m completely certain 
I didn’t eat it


Returning 

Whenever you leave 
The wonder of your return 
Almost makes things whole 


In: Coleman, Jamie. What I Lick Before Your Face ... and Other Haikus By Dogs. London: Bantam Press, 2018.
Erik Kain nails his analysis of

From Season 4, Episode 9 and
House of the Dragon Season 3, Episode 1.
You can dream he's yours

Somewhere, there’s a room where things go 
to lose their names. 

- Cameron Awkward-Rich
You have to understand that there are many 
rooms. Each of them operates by other laws. 
Here, once you name a thing, you can’t take it 
back. It has its own life now, one that moves 
along without concern for you. At first, you go 
around talking to the trees & for just a moment 
they turn to face you.

Cameron Awkward-Rich
Yesterday down at the canal
Frank O'Hara

You say that everything is very simple and interesting
it makes me feel very wistful, like reading a great Russian novel does
i am terribly bored
sometimes it is like seeing a bad movie
other days, more often, it's like having an acute disease of the kidney
god knows it has nothing to do with the heart
nothing to do with people more interesting than myself
yak yak
that's an amusing thought
how can anyone be more amusing than oneself
how can anyone fail to be
can i borrow your forty-five
i only need one bullet preferably silver
if you can't be interesting at least you can be a legend
(but i hate all that crap)
Mechanics
Carl Phillips

   I remember almost nothing now
of who he was, or how I was,
around him. I can make that matter,
or I don’t have to, it doesn’t
   have to matter,
any more than the small
moth I watched struggling in
what appeared to be—torn and
otherwise empty—an abandoned
web: there was time, yet,
I might have freed it, but even
in abandonment, in what had
   been abandoned—the web,
maybe, but now the moth
for sure—I saw the ghost of purpose
still having a purpose—hard not
to respect that. It’s as if
the mind somewhere
   means to shut down memory,
that way preventing us from
understanding too clearly
our own unhappiness, and
in place of memory, offers up
   belief. We believe we’re happy.
Life doesn’t rhyme.
Life is poetry, not math.

Andrea Gibson
Tadpole
Andrea Gibson

A tadpole doesn’t know
it’s gonna grow bigger.
It just swims,
and figures limbs
are for frogs.
People don’t know
the power they hold.
They just sing hymns,
and figure saving
is for god.
Forgive me for inviting you into the unsafety of language.
Maryhilda Obasiota Ibe
we are a concerning type of forever
jason b. crawford
Apocrypha
Rae Armantrout

Dead satellite speaks.

Person with unique
blood type discovered.

Rodents evolving in real time.

Ways humans can escape
the earth.

___

Joints grind like
shot brakes.

Food ignites
in our stomachs.

But we’re still muffin-bunnies,
muddle-buckets,

cuddle-chunks.
Then Again
Rae Armantrout

I prefer what’s centripetal
or recursive,

what bends inward
like a shell’s ridges

because meaning is half
déjà vu.
___

Then again
I like what’s loose,

far-flung, and dubious

like rumor
or cottonwood chaff

because meaning is promiscuous.
It is a joy to be hidden and disaster not to be found.
Donald Winnicott
Each of us at each other’s backs
whispering over and over and over,

Live. Live. Live.

Andrea Gibson
Pick me up in a truck with that bumper sticker that says,
“It is no measure of good health
to be well adjusted to a sick society.”

Andrea Gibson
You are not alone

in wondering who will be convicted of the crime
of insisting you keep loading your grief
into the chamber of your shame.

You are not weak

just because your heart feels so heavy.

Andrea Gibson
Some of us know Love

is not the only closet
we will be told never to come out of.
There is also the closet of Grief.
The closet of Sorrow.
The closet of Panic.

Andrea Gibson
My panic is not a lifeguard,
but you can’t tell my panic that.
My panic googled, “How to perform CPR on yourself.”

Andrea Gibson
busy with alone
- danez smith
A atomização e a narcisização crescente da sociedade nos ensurdece perante a voz do outro. Levam igualmente à perda da empatia. Hoje, cada um presta homenagem ao culto de si mesmo. Cada um performa e se produz. Não é a personalização algorítmica da rede, mas o desaparecimento do outro, a incapacidade de ouvir atentamente, que é responsável pela crise da democracia.

- Byung-Chul Han, Infocracia: digitalização e a crise da democracia (2022)
As coisas não são todas tão compreensíveis e dizíveis quanto geralmente nos fazem crer.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Tell all the truth but tell it slant.
Emily Dickinson
Hedgehog
Paul Muldoon

The snail moves like a
Hovercraft, held up by a
Rubber cushion of itself,
Sharing its secret

With the hedgehog. The hedgehog
Shares its secret with no one.
We say, Hedgehog, come out
Of yourself and we will love you.

We mean no harm. We want
Only to listen to what
You have to say. We want
Your answers to our questions.

The hedgehog gives nothing
Away, keeping itself to itself.
We wonder what a hedgehog
Has to hide, why it so distrusts.

We forget the god
Under this crown of thorns.
We forget that never again
Will a god trust in the world.
When I sleep I am hungry.
I dream I am eating light.

James Tate
Sailor’s Song 
Jen Bartman

I am rowing my teacup 
in space. 

Still, sadness 
makes me tired. 

There’s nothing to do 
out here but wait 

until another frightening carnation 
blooms 

in the field
of frightening carnations. 
Inside the dark estrangement
sheltering me from people not

unlike me
I can only hope I do what matters

make my mother proud

Kevin Simmonds
My Wifi can take me out of here
anytime    so can my credit score

Kevin Simmonds
The lessons are getting harder.
Cintia Santana
One must be drenched in words.
Life is too scattered for me to savor it any more.

Bill Yarrow
N’ayons pas peur d’etre heureux,
c’est juste un bon moment a passer

Romain Gary
Playing Army
Donovan McAbee

I died better than anybody.
My older brother said so.
He shot me from around
the corner of the house,
Pow-Pow-Pow, in quick succession.
As my body arched,
floating back towards the earth,
my rifle rolling up through the air,
all their mouths stood agape
to witness such fluid grace.
I was so damn good
every kid on the block
wanted to shoot me.

Cape Fear, S01E04

Gente, é óbvio que eu não estou falando de quem precisa seriamente [de medicação psiquiátrica], porque tem gente que precisa. Então apaga isso da mente.
- Viviane Mosé, Sem Censura (04/06/2026)

Tá bem, vou apagar.
Shame is the most powerful force in the universe. It can make a man deny his own eyes, his own heart, his own skin.

- Edmund White, The Beautiful Room Is Empty (1988)
Gay life is a series of reinventions. We leave our families of origin to find our families of choice, and in doing so, we have to invent the very language of our relationships.

- Edmund White, States of Desire: Travels in Gay America (1980)
We were the first generation to define ourselves by our sexuality and the first to be destroyed by it.
- Edmund White, The Farewell Symphony (1997)
If you are a monster, you are at least unique; if you are like everyone else, you are a cliché.
- Edmund White, The Beautiful Room Is Empty (1988)
I envy people who can remember the order in which things happened in their lives. I can't. For me the past is a solid wall of portraits, all looking at me simultaneously.

- Edmund White, A Boy's Own Story (1982)
A liberdade individual do sujeito existe na brecha do processo de freios e contrapesos entre os poderes [do Estado]. É isso que cria o Estado de Direito. O Estado de Direito não é criado por um poder acima dos outros e que se acha absoluto.

- Luiz Felipe Pondé, Linhas Cruzadas (18/06/2026)
Por que motivo a longevidade é mais importante do que o prazer?
- João Pereira Coutinho, Linhas Cruzadas (18/06/2026)
A gente é uma espécie assustada, acuada.
- Luiz Felipe Pondé, Linhas Cruzadas (18/06/2026)
Ah, as palavras, se não houvesse o risco, 
eu diria todas

Darcy França Denófrio
O espelho esperando o reflexo da face humana, sempre tão incerta da sua imagem.
Julia Hartwig
Pois não buscamos o que é perfeito, buscamos o que resta da incessante procura.
Czesław Miłosz
Aprendemos tanto, você sabe, tanto.
Como aos poucos o que não se poderia tirar de nós
É tirado, pessoas, arredores.
E o coração não falece quando se pensa que deveria

Czesław Miłosz
Onde quer que esteja, em qualquer lugar
na Terra, escondo dos outros a certeza de
que n ã o s o u d a q u i.
Como se tivesse sido enviado para absorver
o máximo das cores, sons, cheiros, sabores,
provar de tudo o que é
reservado ao Homem, converter o vivido
num registo mágico e levá-lo para lá, de onde
parti.

Czesław Miłosz
Ele próprio só sabia cerrar os dentes, aguentar e
esperar que a velhice inviabilizasse os dramas

Czesław Miłosz
Toda parte era parte alguma e parte alguma, toda parte.
Czesław Miłosz
If we run fast enough
the winds will not catch us.

- Beth Rollins
Sendo eu mais doméstica do
que intelectual,
Não escrevo jamais de forma
consciente e raciocinada, e sim
impelida por um impulso incontrolável.
Sendo assim, tenho a
consciência de ser autêntica.

Cora Coralina
amasso o silencio
- conceição evaristo
How language constantly revises the mind.
Maggie Smith