“ I KNEW IT WAS OVER when tonight you couldn't make the phone ring when you used to make the sun rise when trees used to throw themselves in front of you to be paper for love letters that was… — Daphne Gottlieb Copy Share Image
Poetry is a lousy form of activism; it doesn't really change much. And maybe we can point to one or two historical times when… — Daphne Gottlieb Copy Share
“ I KNEW IT WAS OVER when tonight you couldn't make the phone ring when you used to make the sun rise when trees… — Daphne Gottlieb Copy Share
Love - at least the pair-bonded, prescribed love - does not conquer all. — Daphne Gottlieb Copy Share
“This week in live current events: your eyes. All power can be dangerous: Direct or alternating, you, socket to me. Plugged in and the… — Daphne Gottlieb Copy Share
I go through periods of not writing. Until there's something I can't find in the world that I need, so I write. — Daphne Gottlieb Copy Share
There is nothing going on. I took nothing you wanted. You can't have it back. — Daphne Gottlieb Copy Share
I'm entranced by the idea of reading the culture back to itself, because I'm conscious that we as people and also as a culture… — Daphne Gottlieb Copy Share
I go in and out of season. I won't write for months, and then all of a sudden, I'll write like I've got a… — Daphne Gottlieb Copy Share
you can take this mouth this wound you want but you can't kiss and make it better. — Daphne Gottlieb Copy Share
“As she bends for a Kleenex in the dark, I am thinking of other girls: the girl I loved who fell in love with… — Daphne Gottlieb Copy Share
I think that I have less conviction than ever that poetry matters - that poetry changes or saves anything or anyone. But, in fact,… — Daphne Gottlieb Copy Share
