Yang patah diujung kata, tumbuh dan patah kembali karena rasa– Efriani, April 28th
Sharing Poetry: Pat Mora, "Elena" →
sharingpoetry: My Spanish isn’t good enough I remember how I’d smile listening to my little ones understanding every word they’d say, their jokes, their songs, their plots Vamos a pedirle dulces a mama. Vamos. But that was in Mexico. Now my children go to American high schools. They speak English. At…
Donald Hall, "The Poem"
sharingpoetry: It discovers by night what the day hid from it. Sometimes it turns itself into an animal. In summer it takes long walks by itself where meadows fold back from ditches. Once it stood still in a quiet row of machines. Who knows what it is thinking? (submitted by adrock-thurston)
I don’t care about someone being intelligent; any situation between people, when...– Susan Sontag, quoted by Brendan Berg. She’s right, precisely and exactly. It’s not the first element of her argument that’s arresting; any idiot knows that intelligence is overrated in all sorts of ways. But the insight that when we are real and human with each other we produce ‘intelligence’ —as...
Sharing Poetry: Mary Oliver, "A Bitterness" →
sharingpoetry: I believe you did not have a happy life. I believe you were cheated. I believe your best friends were loneliness and misery, I believe your busiest enemies were anger and depression. I believe joy was a game you could never play without stumbling. I believe comfort, though you craved it, was…