Perhaps you have seen me. I know well, my purpose was merely that of a symbol, 'equals', 'times'... ; but what is said, for all that, was identity-less: a kind of live geometry. — Albert Goldbarth Copy Share Image
I hope any poem I've ever written could stand on its own and not need to be a part of biography, critical theory or… — Albert Goldbarth Copy Share Image
“If your life depended on coming up with a tally, if you could straighten its numbers into a flexible line around the moon and… — Albert Goldbarth Copy Share Image
“... I slipped our wicker bed and walked the sands where we were also roughly repeated: some young couple, "you did," "I didn't," "you… — Albert Goldbarth Copy Share Image
“you don’t understand the protoknowledge we’re born with, coded into our cells: soon soon soon enough we die. Even before we’ve seen the breast,… — Albert Goldbarth Copy Share Image
I don't spend time thinking about an aesthetic out of which I create or an ideal toward which my body of work is heading.… — Albert Goldbarth Copy Share Image
“then "love," or "falling in love," an extra density textured into the weave of the days, a craziness, an orchidaceous interdimensional blossoming of the… — Albert Goldbarth Copy Share Image
Physics says: go to sleep. Of course you're tired. Every atom in you has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes nonstop from mitosis… — Albert Goldbarth Copy Share Image
“Physics says: go to sleep. Of course you’re tired. Every atom in you has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes nonstop from mitosis… — Albert Goldbarth Copy Share Image
If you agree with me that a poem can be as bountiful as a rich Victorian narrative, and as wise... then you'll want to… — Albert Goldbarth Copy Share Image
Astronomy says: the sun will rise tomorrow, Zoology says: on rainbow-fish and lithe gazelle, Psychology says: but first it has to be night, so… — Albert Goldbarth Copy Share Image
“How many hands were shook and names were signed and pipes were passed congenially in a circle, before the first of the used-car dealerships… — Albert Goldbarth Copy Share Image
