I wanted a line in a poem to be the hollow ney of the dervish orchestra whose plaintive wail is a call to God. But all I achieved was awkward shrieking. Not even the pure shriek of a reed in the rain.
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 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.…
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 …
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.
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
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…
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