Forgiveness > Permission
Your silence seems to shriek at me "no more",
Yet still must I speak; oh, how shrill my heart
Screams inside vacuum, from behind slammed doors
And into the whole which once you were part.
Forgive my transgression, my uncouth ingress
Upon your unbroken, deathly repose.
T'was no-one to ask to let me trespass,
Nor turn me away, nor keep your door closed.
But pardon is simpler won than permission.
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I'm silly putty, I'm gak, I'm cornstarch in a pan,
I'm runny purple slime in a little plastic can
I'm bubblegum, I'm glue
I'm epoxy divided in two
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Catalogue of Unabashed Gratitude | Ross Gay
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“Tomorrow’s dawn is a promise that will fulfill.
Never mind if the sky does not quite agree.”
- Simon Ortiz, Acoma poet, "The Promise We Live By" from After and Before the Lightning.
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Adonis, from Selected Poems; To a Soothsayer
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I didn't get the chance to memorize the license plate
So I look for you in every black truck I see
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Louise Glück, from "Persephone the Wanderer", Averno
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I call him Papa
- from our pets' perspectives -
soft consonant
I used to imagine holding our infant
moronically babbling - those maternal coos -
until:
"Papa!"
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"People empty me. I have to get away to refill."
– Charles Bukowski
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{Juansen Dizon, I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction page 24/ Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 6: 1955-1966/ Alice Hoffman, The Red Garden/ Anaïs Nin, from The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 5: 1947-1955/ Haruki Murakami: Norwegian Wood, page 276/ Michael Ondaatje/ Catherynne M. Valente, The Orphan's Tales: In the Night Garden/ D.H. Lawrence, from The Complete Works; The Plumbed Serpent/ Jean-Paul Sartre, from No Exit/ Alice Notley, from In The Pines: Poems; "In The Pines,"}
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I will fight you
With my mouth
In my bedroom
While good music plays
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Emily Dickinson, from The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson
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Margaret Atwood, from True Stories: Poems; "Late Night," originally published in 1981
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romanticise your life, take pretty pictures, feel like the main character, light up a candle, read books, go for a walk, dance to your favourite music, buy yourself presents, do whatever you want, be happy - this is your life, don’t let anyone take it from you
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