Women think
I had thought in those years, I suppose
But what pain
I thought now, to settle upon –
did not hold – that even that was illusory?
some more fantastic and rare dream
having once aspired? ...the most-the best-we can do:
over and over again, in the quiet part of our minds.
* These are Johanna's words, taken from Goodreads quotes from her novels. I just cut them up and rearranged them to create this poem.
Forgive me, my thought process sometimes lacks discipline. I have strange ideas. I'm a sort of armchair philosopher turned poet. This is a writer's blog, but I do not publish my finished work here. I post fragments, pieces, ideas; works in progress. I test out ideas that may or may not become more fully realized. I write flash fiction and poetry. I love generic transgression and experimental poetry. I write mostly about art and failed romance. When all else fails, I post things that inspire me.
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Saturday, May 9, 2015
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