16 quotes found
“Love is a shadow. How you lie and cry after it”
“Stasis in darkness.Then the substanceless blue”
“The blood jet is poetryThere is no stopping it.”
“The still watersWrap my lips,Eyes, nose and ears,A clearCellophane I cannot crack.”
“What is so real as the cry of a child?A rabbit's cry may be wilderBut it has no soul.”
“I am inhabited by a cry. Nightly it flaps outLooking, with its hooks, for something to love.”
“Dying is an art.Like everything else,I do it exceptionally well.I do it so it feels like hell.I do it so it feels real.I guess you could say I have a call.”
“LADY LAZARUSI have done it again.One year in every tenI manage it--A sort of walking miracle, my skinBright as a Nazi lampshade,My right footA paperweight,My face a featureless, fineJew linen.Peel ...”
“I am terrified by this dark thingThat sleeps in me;All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.”
“Is it the sea you hear in me,Its dissatisfactions?Or the voice of nothing, that was you madness?”
“The moon is no door. It is a face in its own right,White as a knuckle and terribly upset.It drags the sea after it like a dark crime; it is quietWith the O-gape of complete despair. I live here.”
“They had to call and callAnd pick the worms off me like sticky pearls.--From the poem "Lady Lazarus", written 23-29 October 1962”
“Nick and the CandlestickI am a miner. The light burns blue. Waxy stalactitesDrip and thicken, tearsThe earthen wombExudes from its dead boredom. Black bat airsWrap me, raggy shawls, Cold homicides....”
“Its snaky acids kiss.It petrifies the will. These are the isolate, slow faults That kill, that kill, that kill.”
“The moon is my mother. She is not sweet like Mary.Her blue garments unloose small bats and owls.”
“DADDYYou do not do, you do not doAny more, black shoeIn which I have lived like a footFor thirty years, poor and white,Barely daring to breathe or Achoo.Daddy, I have had to kill you.You died befor...”
