you’ll find me here.

Originally posted on What Queer Reading:

I have to tell you
You have to tell me
Love is necessary
It is necessary to write
I have more to say
There is no question of language

And yet, in the end, that’s all there is. Questions. Language. More to say. Because language is like a sense: it’s like seeing, hearing, smelling, touching, though perhaps it’s most like tasting. It’s a way of capturing something and bringing it inside yourself. But this capture is only the beginning. Words, like food, have to be digested, and definitions are like flavors. What you taste when you eat lasagna and what I taste when I eat lasagna and what you mean by love and what I mean by love have both similarities and differences—they may even have more similarities than they have differences, but it’s the differences that divide us, and it’s these divisions that stories like this one hope to…

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via The Château of My Heart

The lovely Mr. Mendelsohn.

see also: The Critic’s Voice: Daniel Mendelsohn on Cavafy | 92Y Readings

Originally posted at wQr

for book lovers/seekers.



Buddhism. Yum.

ETHAN NICHTERN The Road Home: A Contemporary Exploration of the Buddhist Path

VICE interview

Photo by Marissa Dutton. Courtesy of Farrar, Straus, and Giroux




Photos: KIRBY

Originally posted on City Park Library:

Common sense and a sense of humor are the same thing, moving at different speeds. A sense of humor is just common sense, dancing. Those who lack humor are without judgment and should be trusted with nothing.


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Jacob Lawrence | The Migration Series Poetry Suite | MoMA