A poem from Magdalene Aubergine... They say that we teach people how to treat us. I was reading about the poet ee cummings, that when he started out, his style was so individual, unique, unusual, that it was often questioned, and ridiculed. The biographer stated that ee cummings taught his readers how to read him,… Continue reading Consideration
"The idea, a long, long, time ago, was to be able to live decently, and create art. Everything after that was icing on the cake, moon glow, and star shine. There's been a lot of cake, and icing, and moon glow, and star shine." ~ Teri Skultety, from Magdalene Aubergine
"Writers are not just people who sit down and write. They hazard themselves. Every time you compose a book, your composition of yourself is at stake." ~ E.L. Doctorow In the bottom of my beach bag, I found a notebook full of poems I wrote last summer, along with a copy of Town and Country… Continue reading Zen, and the Art of Poetics
Why should we pretend we are not devastated? These lives, these loves, the lovers into friends, and friends, into lovers? Why should we pretend our passions do not drive us to distraction? Because these pretensions are the foundations of the world. What is the world, that we cannot take it, and have it and keep… Continue reading Dear Lover.
I think about what I wanted to do, with this life, what I wanted to be, what I know and what I can share of that, those things remain intact and become invaluable in the face of a world that seems to seek decline. Enamored of our own cleverness in the face of this preamble… Continue reading Rising.