15 Eylül 2014
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31 Temmuz 2014
emily
Emily had a relationship on this level with someone she calls Thou. She describes Thou as awake like herself all night
and full of strange power.
Thou woos Emily with a voice that comes out of the night wind.
Thou and Emily influence one another in the darkness,
playing near and far at once.
She talks about a sweetness that “proved us one.”
I am uneasy with the compensatory model of female religious experience and yet,
there is no question,
it would be sweet to have a friend to tell things to at night,
without the terrible sex price to pay.
This is a childish idea, I know.
The Glass Essay
It is stunning, it is a moment like no other,
when one’s lover comes in and says I do not love you anymore.
I switch off the lamp and lie on my back,
thinking about Emily’s cold young soul.
Where does unbelief begin?
When I was young
there were degrees of certainty.
I could say, Yes I know that I have two hands.
Then one day I awakened on a planet of people whose hands occasionally
disappear—
http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/178364
17 Ocak 2014
"any other...
...is relatively insignificant," demişti de pek iyi tanımadığım biri bir gün, çok garipsemiştim. hayatının büyük bir bölümünü mutluluğun başkalarıyla mümkün olduğuna inanarak yaşamış gereksiz saf biri olarak, bunun ne kadar doğru olduğunu yeni yeni anlıyorum. işin garip tarafı, hayalkırıklığı yaşatmadı bu farkındalık bende. aksine, omuzlarımdan yük kalktı, rahatladım sanki. bir bildiği varmış.
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