“ Separation Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color. ”
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“ part memory part distance remaining mine in the ways that I learn to miss you ”
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“ Utterance" Sitting over words Very late I have heard a kind of whispered sighing Not far Like a night wind in pines or like the sea in the dark The echo of everything that has ever Been spoken Still spinning its one syllable Between the earth and silence ”
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“ My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a onearmed boy. ”
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“ Modern poetry, for me, began not in English at all but in Spanish, in the poems of Lorca. ”
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“ So this is what I am Pondering his eyes that could not Conceive that I was a creature to run from I who have always believed too much in words ”
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“ I think there's a kind of desperate hope built into poetry now that one really wants, hopelessly, to save the world. One is trying to say everything that can be said for the things that one loves while there's still time. ”
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