We exist with a wind whispering inside and our moon flexing. Amid the ducts, inside the basilica of bones.
I ask myself what is the sound of women? What is the word for that still thing I have hunted inside them for so long? Deep inside the avalanche of jo… - Jack Gilbert
I ask myself what is the sound of women? What is the word for that still thing I have hunted inside them for so long? Deep inside the avalanche of jo…
- Jack Gilbert
Our heart wanders lost in the dark woods. Our dream wrestles in the castle of doubt. But there’s music in us. Hope is pushed down but the angel flies… - Jack Gilbert
Our heart wanders lost in the dark woods. Our dream wrestles in the castle of doubt. But there’s music in us. Hope is pushed down but the angel flies…
Everyone forgets Icarus also flew. - Jack Gilbert
Everyone forgets Icarus also flew.
I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can. - Jack Gilbert
I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can.
We must unlearn the constellations to see the stars. - Jack Gilbert
We must unlearn the constellations to see the stars.
How astonishing it is that language can almost mean, and frightening that it does not quite. - Jack Gilbert
How astonishing it is that language can almost mean, and frightening that it does not quite.
We must have the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless furnace of this world. - Jack Gilbert
We must have the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless furnace of this world.
The heart lies to itself because it must. - Jack Gilbert
The heart lies to itself because it must.
Why do so manysettle for so little? I don't understand why they're not greedy for what's inside them. - Jack Gilbert
Why do so manysettle for so little? I don't understand why they're not greedy for what's inside them.
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