A nosegay of pansies leans toward us in a glass of water
on a white tablecloth bright in the sunlight
at the ocean where children are frolicking,
then looking around and wondering—
about what we cannot say, for we are imagining
how we would kill the disgusting man and woman
at the next table. Tonight we could throw an electrical storm
into their bed. No more would they spit on the veranda!

RON PADGETT
from The Absolutely Huge and Incredible Injustice in the World

see also: The world is wrong.

“The empty ones are those who do not suffer their selfhood.”

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Internal Tapestries: A Q&A With Louise Glück | by William Giraldi | Poets & Writers

Louise Glück Faithful and Virtuous Night wins 2014 National Book Award for Poetry

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“After the seas are all cross’d, (as they seem already cross’d,) / After the great captains and engineers have accomplish’d their work, / After the noble inventors— after the scientists, the chemist, the geologist, ethnologist / Finally shall come the Poet. …”

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CITY PARK LIBRARY
City Park Cooperative, Toronto

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Now you walk in Paris alone among the crowd
Herds of bellowing buses hemming you about
Anguish of love parching you within
As though you were never to be loved again

Guillaume Apollinaire Zone trans. Samuel Beckett

see also:

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Louise Glück Faithful and Virtuous Night

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via Random House Canada

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