I SEEK TO ESCAPE MYSELF IN MYTH
by any means at my disposal. Drugs, alcohol, or lies. Unable to withdraw into myself, I disguise myself.… ,but the only way to escape is to allow oneself to be invaded?
“I used to make love to a woman who, When I left, would kiss the door she held open for me, […], as if she already missed me. I would stand there in the cold air, breathing it, Amused by her charm, which was, like the scent of a river, Provocative, the dusk & first lights along the shore.”
— Larry Levis, from “There are Two Worlds,” Winter Stars (University of Pittsburgh Press, 1985)