"I am resposible for my own happiness?! I can't even be responsible for my own breakfast!"
"BoJack Horseman"
Serie Netflix
Samstag, 28. Juli 2018
Samstag, 2. Juni 2018
"In life, the number of beginnings is exactly equal to the number of endings: no one has yet to begin a life who will not end it.
In poetry, the number of beginnings so far exceeds the number of endings that we cannot even concieve it. Not every poem is finished - one poem is abandoned, another catches fire and is carried away by the wind, which may be an ending, but it is the ending of a poem without and end."
Mary Ruefle
"Madness, Rack and Honey"
Wave Books 2012
Samstag, 26. Mai 2018
Mittwoch, 23. Mai 2018
Samstag, 12. Mai 2018
Freitag, 11. Mai 2018
Freitag, 4. Mai 2018
"I get so very tired of having to talk about literature. I didn't begin writing because I wanted to sit in a room and talk about the construction of subjectivity in Wordsworth and Ashbery; I began writing because I had made friends with the dead: they had written to me, in their books, about life on earth and I wanted to write back and say yes, house, bridge, river, hair, no, maybe, never, forever."
Mary Ruefle
in "3511 Zwetajewa" v. Levin Westermann
Matthes & Seitz Verlag Berlin, 2017
Samstag, 21. April 2018
Mittwoch, 21. Februar 2018
Montag, 15. Januar 2018
"Well, I remember the first time I saw you. (...) when you come galloping in town on that bay mare you used to have.
As usual, you were all mad at something or other.
Well, I watched you glide off that horse in a big flurry of skirts and hair... and that was it for me.
I still watch you. All the time. I know everything about you. How you feel. How you taste. How you smell.
Hell, Lady, I could find you in the dark."
aus "Godless"
Netflix 2017
Mittwoch, 13. Dezember 2017
Samstag, 18. November 2017
"We think we're writing something to amuse, but we're actually saying something we desperately need to share. The real mystery is this strange need. Why can't we just hide it and shut up? Why do we have to blab? Why do human beings need to confess? Maybe, if you don't have that secret confession, you don't have a poem - don't even have a story. Don't have a writer."
Ted Hughes
gefunden in Connie Palmen "Du sagst es"
Diogenes Verlag Zürich 2016
Montag, 13. November 2017
Donnerstag, 9. November 2017
" PERSONAL
Don't take it personal, they said;
but I did, I took it all quite personal -
the breeze and the river and the color of the fields;
the price of grapefruit and stamps,
the wet hair of women in the rain -
And I cursed what hurt me
and I praised what gave me joy,
the most simple-minded of possible responses.
The government reminded me of my father,
with its deafness and its laws,
and the weather reminded me of my mom,
with her tropical squalls.
Enjoy it while you can, they said of Happiness
Think first, they said of Talk
Get over it, they said
at the School of Broken Hearts
But I couldn't and I didn't and I don't
believe in the clean break;
I believe in the compound fracture
served with a sauce of dirty regret,
I believe in saying it all
and taking it all back
and saying it again for good measure
while the air fills up with I'm-Sorries
like wheeling birds
and the trees look seasick in the wind.
Oh life! Can you blame me
for making a scene?
You were that yellow caboose, the moon
going over a bridge of pearl gray cloud.
I was the dog, chained in some fool's back yard:
barking and barking:
trying to convince everything else
to take it personal too."
Tony Hoagland
"Little Oceans" Hollyridge Press, Venice California 2009