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The Quiet is Me, Listening
poetbabble: Most hearts say, I want, I want, I want, I want. My heart is more duplicitous, though no twin as I once thought. It says, I want, I don’t want, I want, and then a pause. It forces me to listen. -Margaret Atwood
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berceau: IS/NOT   Love is not a profession genteel or otherwise sex is not dentistry the slick filling of aches and cavities you are not my doctor you are not my cure, nobody has that power, you are merely a fellow/traveller. Give up this medical concern, buttoned, attentive, permit yourself anger and permit me mine which needs neither your approval nor your surprise which does not need...
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“There were my own words from the time when I was so happy, except that now it...”
– Margaret Atwood, The Year of the Flood (via cagednightingale)
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You Fit Into Me
the-pequod: you fit into me like a hook into an eye a fish hook an open eye -Margaret Atwood
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Variation On the Word Sleep- Margaret Artwood
philosophicalpoetry: I would like to watch you sleeping, which may not happen. I would like to watch you, sleeping. I would like to sleep with you, to enter your sleep as its smooth dark wave slides over my head and walk with you through that lucent wavering forest of bluegreen leaves with its watery sun & three moons towards the cave where you must descend, towards your worst fear I would...
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jpegartifacts: I thought Santorum didn’t believe in pulling out.
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