"Love, I Am" is the second poem in my new manuscript, "There are as Many Songs in the World as Branches of Coral." I was thinking about the expansiveness of the mind, and Baling’s koan, snow in a silver bowl, which is a metaphor for the mind, and how the mind can be so silent and at the same time so full. Loneliness is an honorable feeling, and perhaps loneliness and love are inextricable.
Elizabeth Jacobson on "Love, I Am" |
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Dylan Thomas' Copy of His First Poetry Book for Sale
"Dylan Thomas' personal copy of his first book of poems will be auctioned as part of the late Rolling Stones drummer Charlie Watts' literature collection.The auction—which includes many rare first editions—comes two years after Watts' death. Thomas' 18 Poems is expected to fetch up to £10,000 when it goes under the hammer in September."
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What Sparks Poetry:
Lloyd Wallace on Charles Simic's The World Doesn’t End
"It’s days like this that I get most upset that I will one day die. It’s also days like this I feel most fortunate to have a book like Charles Simic’s The World Doesn’t End to carry with me through my days—a book which, for all the violence it contains, all the liquid strangeness, all the pain, has always seemed to me to look at death with a steady, if somewhat smoky, optimism." |
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