Charles Olson on the end of a poem:

'You wave the first word. And the whole thing follows. But— you follow it. With a dog at your heels, a crocodile about to eat you at the end, and you with your pack on your back trying to catch a butterfly.'

Harry Martinson ~

And the lake holds its immense spoon
up to all the mouths.

Silver on Blue.
The Teign Gorge on Dartmoor.
#Dartmoor #photography

W.S. Merwin

ancient foot

Nebula, whirlpool, mist & cloud: knotted, asymmetrical branchings

formed like a labyrinth

— are form, even as a sphere, crystal
& flower.

‘Patterns
are temporary boundaries’, the moving countries

where nothing
is seen in isolation.

-Ronald Johnson,

today’s moonrise

‘I’d like you to imagine the deepest,
widest body of water you can.’

Joe Carrick-Varty Joe Carrick-Varty

“In you I fall apart, and outwardly am a single fragment, a puzzle to itself. But we must learn to live in others, no matter how abortive or unfriendly their cold, piecemeal renderings of us: they create us.”

— Ashbery, from “The New Spirit”

Riverhead,
Helen Frankenthaler - 1963

“From a great distance the world / looks like a face.” (Cole Swensen)

Bea Camacho, Efface 2008

Performance over a number of hours during which the artist crocheted herself into a cocoon. #WomensArt

“Before words can run out, something in the heart must die.”

—Alejandra Pizarnik tr. by Yvette Siegert