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Disturbed earth: Â some plants sprout quickly in it.Sow thistles come to mind.After you’ve wrenched them outthey’ll snake back undergroundand thrust their fleshy prickled snouts inwhere you intended hostas.Hawkweed will do that. Purslane.
Language, like the mouthsthat hold and releaseit, is wet & living, eachword is wrinkledwith age, swollenwith other words, with blood, smoothed by the numberlessflesh tongues that have passed across it.Your language hangs around your neck,a noose,
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sociologique: Variation On The Word Sleep by Margaret Atwood (via typewriterblues)
(AND I LOVE TO BE SICK)
hvorenn: “You would rather have gone on feeling nothing, emptiness and silence; the stagnant peace of the deepest sea, which is easier than the noise and flesh of the surface.” — Margaret Atwood, from Eurydice in “Selected Poems II: 1976-1986″
adrasteiax:Margaret Atwood, from Siren Song in “Selected Poems I: 1965-1975″
woman, amen
violentwavesofemotion: Margaret Atwood, from The Collected Poems; “Dream 2: Brian The Still-Hunter,”
wishbzne: margaret atwood, ‘power politics poems’[ID: “We are hard on each otherand call it honesty,” end ID]
heartshop: Margaret Atwood, from Power Politics
wishbzne:hesitations outside the door, margaret atwood[ID: “Should we go into ittogether / If I go into itwith you I will never come out” end ID]
facinaoris:Interlunar, Margaret Atwood
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derangedrhythms:Margaret Atwood, from ‘Power Politics’
derangedrhythms:Margaret Atwood, from ‘Interlunar’
derangedrhythms:Margaret Atwood, Interlunar; from ‘Metempsychosis’
violentwavesofemotion: “…a dark angel whispering to me to be easy on myself.” — Margaret Atwood, from Selected Poems: 1976 - 1986; “Half-Hanged Mary,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
my body; the exit wound
voirlvmer:Margaret Atwood, from “There Are Better Ways of Doing This”
roadmotel:Margaret Atwood, Morning in the Burned House