Imagination is better than a sharp instrument. To pay attention, this is our endless and proper work. [From the poem Yes! No!]
When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer When I heard the learn’d astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them, When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room, How soon unaccountable … Continue reading Walt Whitman poems
Hummingbird Suppose I say summer, write the word “hummingbird,” put it in an envelope, take it down the hill to the box. When you open my letter you will recall those days and how much, just how much, I love you.
“Hope” is the thing with feathers - (314) “Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could … Continue reading Emily Dickinson poems
“The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work, who felt their own creative power restive and uprising, and gave to it neither power nor time.” Mary Oliver "Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.” Zelda Fitzgerald
I studied O'Connor lot in AP English, and it was really interesting to revisit her more than a decade later through a different lens. This book offers a really illuminating perspective on how O'Connor's faith shaped her writing, and how most of the world has misinterpreted her famously grotesque short stories.
I love Jack Kerouac's first impressions of Big Sur. No other writer has captured the energy of this sacred place in such a raw, true form.