reading and furiously underlining choice quotations is nice, but i like like the idea of projecting things i like in a very passive way. people deserve a little poetry in their lives, but it's not something to broach in casual conversation. if it is, then those are some conversations i want in on...
from “Her Becoming” by Theodore roethke:
“There are times when reality comes closer:
In a field, in the actual air,
I stepped carefully, like a new-shod horse,
A raw, tumultuous girl
Making my way over wet stones.
And then I ran—
Ran ahead of myself,
Across a field, into a little wood.
And there I stayed until the day burned down….
What lover keeps his song?
I sigh before I sing.
I love because I am
A rapt thing with a name.”
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