Showing posts with label lost. Show all posts
Showing posts with label lost. Show all posts
6.04.2026
out there
Ships and books get launched, and then most are never heard from again. Not that they sink and are lost, but they are out there on a vast ocean.
11.12.2024
let's get lost
From the start of this poem you could hear Chet singing from the backseat, Let’s Get Lost…
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backseat,
chet baker,
composition,
lost,
start
6.17.2023
lost & found
Yes, things are lost in the notebook—then things are discovered therein as if you hadn’t written them.
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discovered,
lost,
notebook
1.08.2022
8.18.2017
4.01.2015
no hardcopy
To think of a digital Dickinson, her poems locked away in some scrapped hard drive.
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computer age,
digital,
discovery,
emily dickinson,
hard drive,
lost
1.17.2014
who have loved beautiful things
And I add my own love to the history of people who have loved beautiful things, and looked out for them, and pulled them from the fire, and sought them when they were lost, and tried to preserve them and save them while passing them along literally from hand to hand, singing out brilliantly from the wreck of time to the next generation of lovers, and the next.
―Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch (Little Brown and Co., 2013)
[The painting: The Goldfinch by Carel Fabritius (1622-1654)]
―Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch (Little Brown and Co., 2013)
[The painting: The Goldfinch by Carel Fabritius (1622-1654)]
7.27.2013
10.15.2010
1.14.2009
beautiful labyrinth
In 2004 Raymond Danowski donated 75,000 volumes of poetry to the Emory University library. Reports at the time said the collection would fill several tractor-trailers. I want to get lost in those stacks someday and not come out of that beautiful labyrinth for about a year.
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labyrinth,
library,
lost,
poetry books,
raymond danowski,
stack
7.16.2008
lost in its distance
A poem at a remove, is a poem flirting with the chasm in which it will be lost.
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aesthetic distance,
chasm,
distance,
lost,
remove
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