I am tired of the litany of months, September October I am tired of the way the seasons keep changing, mimicking the seasons of the flesh which are real and finite. — Linda Pastan Copy Share Image
Poetry is not a code to be broken but a way of seeing with the eyes shut. — Linda Pastan Copy Share Image
“Despite the enormous evening sky spreading over most of the canvas, its moon no more than a tarnished coin, dull and flat, in a devalued currency; despite the trees, so dark themselves, stretching upward like supplicants, utterly leafless; despite what could be a face, rinsed of feeling, aimed in their direction, the two small figures at the bottom of this… — Linda Pastan Copy Share
Evil is simply a grammatical error: a failure to leap the precipice between "he" and "I. — Linda Pastan Copy Share Image
I am tired of the litany of months, September October I am tired of the way the seasons keep changing, mimicking the seasons of… — Linda Pastan Copy Share Image
I made a list of things I have to remember and a list of things I want to forget, but I see they are… — Linda Pastan Copy Share Image
“I'm only leaving you for a handful of days, but it feels as though I'll be gone forever—- the way the door closes behind… — Linda Pastan Copy Share Image
There are poems that are never written, that simply move across the mind like skywriting on a still day: slowly the first word drifts… — Linda Pastan Copy Share Image
What we want is never simple. We move among the things we thought we wanted: a face, a room, an open book and these… — Linda Pastan Copy Share Image
I have dreamed of our bed as if it were a shore where we would be washed up, not this striped mattress we must… — Linda Pastan Copy Share Image
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