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iampoetnotarockstar · 3 hours ago
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“Have I lost enough of myself to find you?”
— Alice Notley
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weusetobegiants · 19 hours ago
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I will walk safely and in peace from now on. If I can have peace I won’t need much else, if others will allow me peace: isn’t peace a human right?
Alice Notley, from Certain Magical Acts
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smakkabagms · a day ago
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My manuscripts are lost our language forgotten who'll know the letters people fall from the burning loft where my manuscripts were stored my poems are gone
Alice Notley, Songs and Stories of the Ghouls
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leiture · 3 days ago
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                               I can no longer find any rationale for living. My life is as small as a firefly’s. I am always uncomfortable; often I suffer. I go on wearing this tie, stiff as a hatchet, around my neck. Tied to the tradition of boss and cattle. I want more rice. I want to see and know that rice is beautiful. I don’t want to speak this language that doesn’t know me. What can we do about our world? Why do you all make me struggle? I have to put up with these people who keep forming me. I can’t stop changing as they tell me what to do, even though I resist them
— Alice Notley, in “I Went Down There”; from Certain Magical Acts
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leiture · 3 days ago
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I saw you come to me as if you were a god; as if a god were the essence of all us.
I don’t believe we can save our civilization; I do, I do believe it. I don’t want this poem to be beautiful. I do. I have no skills; I have no hope; I don’t want any hope. I simply want to sit here, in this calm. I don’t want the electricity to fail. I don’t want war to come here.
— Alice Notley, in “I Went Down There”; from Certain Magical Acts
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leiture · 3 days ago
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Shouldn’t we be separate in space, though we’re together / in this space? Yes, I say, we must always re-create / our world, for chaos, encapsulated by us, must be / lightly reformed from. I love the uncreated but it / erases me, our I, and I could like that if I were that, / not I, but here I am!—distinct and adventurous, / ever changing. Once I was one with the air or sea. Once / I was a river that began flowing, says another voice, / or part of my wholeness.
Alice Notley, in “I Think Fiercely”; from Certain Magical Acts
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weusetobegiants · 3 days ago
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Why are you like this? Why did you hate me and make me hate you? Why did you think you were better than I was for thousands of years?
Alice Notley, from Certain Magical Acts
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leiture · 3 days ago
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Timeless, and loveless, this light touches me. I won’t need anything else.
Alice Notley, in “I Couldn't Sleep In My Dream”, from Certain Magical Acts
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elanormcinerney · 4 days ago
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Alice Notley | April Not an Inventory but a Blizzard | Mysteries of Small Houses
Joanne Kyger | OCTOBER 29, WEDNESDAY | As Ever: Selected Poems
Alice Notley | But He Says I Misunderstood | Selected Poems of Alice Notley
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weusetobegiants · 5 days ago
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my skin aches from knowing you,
Alice Notley, from Certain Magical Acts
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weusetobegiants · 6 days ago
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I’d rather just kill.
Alice Notley, from Certain Magical Acts
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iampoetnotarockstar · 7 days ago
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“There is a place inside me where I hold another language close. I’m the only one who knows it. I know the language of one. The weight of passion is it. What is it for, to pass through? Keep passing through? I am the only language I can understand.”
— Alice Notley, Songs and Stories of the Ghouls
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weusetobegiants · 7 days ago
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Once I was the first eyes to see the diverse stars, lights ambitious in their beauty; I was senses towards them. How could they, magnetic fires, exist without me?
Alice Notley, from Certain Magical Acts
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weusetobegiants · 9 days ago
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Why can’t I just live?
Alice Notley, from Certain Magical Acts
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weusetobegiants · 11 days ago
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I think there’s another mind out there beyond us. I don’t, I think it’s in me. I think the other’s in me. If I find a you inside me, will it be the human—the human potential— or will it be the morning star?
Alice Notley, from Certain Magical Acts
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smakkabagms · 11 days ago
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When I was little, no one told me I'd have to suffer. Who can be a child?
Alice Notley, Songs and Stories of the Ghouls
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weusetobegiants · 11 days ago
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There’s no moon here.
Alice Notley, from Certain Magical Acts
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forestcreatures · 12 days ago
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I love the uncreated but it erases me, our I, and I could like that if I were that, not I, but here I am!—distinct and adventurous, ever changing. Once I was one with the air or sea. Once I was a river that began flowing, says another voice, or part of my wholeness. Once I was the first eyes to see the diverse stars, lights ambitious in their beauty; I was senses towards them. How could they, magnetic fires, exist without me?
— Alice Notley, “I Think Fiercely,” in Certain Magical Acts 
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weusetobegiants · 12 days ago
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I DON’T WANT WAR TO COME HERE!
Alice Notley, from Certain Magical Acts
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smakkabagms · 13 days ago
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Slip past the border. I have always been this poet. Night gold  calling me to know multiples of now.
Alice Notley, Songs and Stories of the Ghouls
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