Now we're like planets, holding to each other from a great distance. [...] Now we're hundreds of miles apart, our short arms keep us lonely, no one hears what's in my head. [...] It's March, even the birds don't know what to do with themselves.
When you put a tremendous amount of love into your work, as in any relationship, you can't know - you can only hope - that what you're offering will … - Anne Michaels
When you put a tremendous amount of love into your work, as in any relationship, you can't know - you can only hope - that what you're offering will …
- Anne Michaels
Reading a poem in translation is like kissing a woman through a veil. - Anne Michaels
Reading a poem in translation is like kissing a woman through a veil.
When my parents were liberated, four years before I was born, they found that the ordinary world outside the camp had been eradicated. There was no m… - Anne Michaels
When my parents were liberated, four years before I was born, they found that the ordinary world outside the camp had been eradicated. There was no m…
The spirit in the body is like wine in a glass; when it spills, it seeps into air and earth and light….It’s a mistake to think it’s the small things … - Anne Michaels
The spirit in the body is like wine in a glass; when it spills, it seeps into air and earth and light….It’s a mistake to think it’s the small things …
...when we say we're looking for a spiritual adviser, we're really looking for someone to tell us what to do with our bodies. Decisions of the flesh.… - Anne Michaels
...when we say we're looking for a spiritual adviser, we're really looking for someone to tell us what to do with our bodies. Decisions of the flesh.…
Trees for example, carry the memory of rainfal. In their rings we read ancient weather - storms, sunlight and temperatures, the growing seasons of ce… - Anne Michaels
Trees for example, carry the memory of rainfal. In their rings we read ancient weather - storms, sunlight and temperatures, the growing seasons of ce…
The dead leave us starving with mouths full of love.” from “Memoriam - Anne Michaels
The dead leave us starving with mouths full of love.” from “Memoriam
Though the contradictions of war seem sudden and simultaneous, history stalks before it strikes. Something tolerated soon becomes something good. - Anne Michaels
Though the contradictions of war seem sudden and simultaneous, history stalks before it strikes. Something tolerated soon becomes something good.
I see that I must give what I most need. - Anne Michaels
I see that I must give what I most need.
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