Showing posts with label joy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label joy. Show all posts

11.29.2022

intensely dismal poem

    In a letter from Florence Hardy, mentioning her husband [Thomas] is at his desk:
    Writing an intensely dismal poem with great spirits.

—David Markson, Vanishing Point (Shoemaker & Hoard, 2004)

10.14.2021

three polish aphorisms

I had so much joy in my creations that there cannot be a question of merit.
—Jozef Pilsudski (1867-1935)

Tell me what books you have at home; I’ll tell you who you are.
—Jaroslaw Iwaszkiewicz (1894-1980)

Beyond each corner a number of new directions lie in wait.
—Stanislaw Jerzy Lec (1909-1966)

[Beyond each line-break a number of new directions lie in wait.]

A Treasury of Polish Aphorisms (Polish Heritage Publications, 1997) compiled and translated by Jacek Galazka

6.01.2016

smiling while reading

The rare joy of reading a joyful poem.

9.09.2015

singular admirer

The joy in knowing well one poem in the poet’s oeuvre that others seemed to overlook.

5.01.2014

held time

The joy and sadness of an art like photography that arrests time.

3.16.2013

few and far between

The poems of happiness happen less.