Musings

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Hurling Poems Over The Edge

"It's like flinging rose petals over the edge of the Grand Canyon & listening for the BOOM."

- Don Marquis, on writing and sharing one's poetry

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Better Man?

She lies and says she's in love with him,
can't find a better man.

She dreams in colour, she dreams in red,
can't find a better man.

- Pearl Jam, Better Man

Thursday, February 12, 2015

What Places Countenance and Treat Loneliness?

"Fiction, poetry, music, really deep serious sex, and, in various ways, religion — these are the places (for me) where loneliness is countenanced, stared down, transfigured, treated.”

— David Foster Wallace

What Was That Energy?

Like an energy that is looking for its right place

Warm and achy and longing until it finds its mark

Then It can settle into that band - where it belongs.

And then everything feels right, like it clicks.

Like that.

Like electrons, they belong in a certain energy band, and they give off energy until they settle right there.

Where they belong.

Like home.

Thursday, February 5, 2015

Words Are Stronger

“I believe that words are strong, that they can overwhelm what we fear when fear seems more awful than life is good.”

― Andrew Solomon

Friday, January 30, 2015

Writing - Let It Come To You

"People think the writer's imagination is always at work, that he's constantly inventing an endless supply of incidents and episodes; that he simply dreams up his stories out of thin air. In point of fact, the opposite is true. Once the public knows you're a writer, they bring the characters and events to you."

---- The Author, The Grand Budapest Hotel