Writer Between Worlds

Soulful writing about humans and places

Category: ROMÂNĂ

  • Parents

    each time a child is born, three people are born: not only the baby, bloody, fresh out of its womb; but a mother and a father are born from the woman + lover and the man + lover that existed before. from now on, they shall leave their “ways” behind and get lost and stop…

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  • Quote of the day

    “The closet is not just for gay people. (…) Everybody’s closeted and everybody plays pretend. They all walk around saying ‘I am’, even though they have no idea who they are. What they’re often saying is, ‘I want to make you feel comfortable, so I’m going to contort myself into who I think that you…

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  • Quote of the day

    “Reason answered, ‘It is he or she who is the more virtuous who is the superior being: human superiority or inferiority is not determined by sexual difference but by the degree to which one has perfected one’s nature and morals.’” Christine de Pizan – The Book of the City of Ladies (Penguin, ebook, p. 23)

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  • Solstice moon (haiku)

    the moon, in half, so orange, a slice of jelly taped to the darkness.

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  • Agency (haiku)

    life presses its thumb down on me; I push back with words, song: ex-pression.

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  • Cento

    you don’t know rain or trees, while I am certain rain is sometimes coarse-grained and it burns like a match. this night is dark: you will have already forgotten that I understood evil too late. had we known that a wolf was wading through this poem, that a wolf was waiting for us at the…

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  • Quote of the day

    “The ego and the self are those catastrophic states of being in which the Living Man allows himself to be imprisoned by the forms that he perceived by himself. To love his ego is to love death, and the law of the Virgin in infinite. (…) The libido is the definition of cadaverous desire, and…

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  • Quote of the day

    “One does not give birth in pain, one gives birth to pain: the child represents it and henceforth it settles in, it is continuous. Obviously you may close your eyes, cover up your ears, teach courses, run errands, tidy up the house, think about objects, subjects. But a mother is always branded by pain, she…

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  • Heat

    this smothering. this incandescence. this slowing down of industry. this blistering disintegration into idle particles – placid, primordial, like the silence, pierced only by the terrified barking of the lone dog desperate to sound brave. this viscous, heavy blinding doubling down on your shoulders. this begging for a breeze, the impossibility of shade and the…

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  • Membrane

    today I’d like to be a poet – nothing more. slow, silent, wistful – pure organic membrane wrapped around this cosmos built from rock and cold. lonely pulsating membrane through which the unseen ripples.

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  • Night sky (haiku)

    nothing means anything but the night sky, all those dead stars still glinting.

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  • Why?

    why am I woman and not apple blossom bee grass blue heron seabed? the same cosmic black tongue coiling around them all and licking the plate clean.

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