“I've been moving a little to the music while I worked ...and then I realize I am actually dancing. It feels wonderful, though I can feel how stiff my muscles are, how rigidly I've been holding myself...Mostly I've been moving cautiously, numbly, steeled because I know, at any moment, I may be ambushed by overwhelming grief. You never know when it's coming, the word or gesture or bit of memory that dissolved you entirely...It happens every day at first, then not for a day or two, then there's a week when grief washes in every morning, every afternoon.” KnowsFeelsFirstsMayLittlesI CanTwoMomentsHappensMovingBitsRealizingMemoriesGriefMorningWonderfulWeekDancingMusclesOverwhelmingAfternoonGesturesEvery Morning Author:Mark Doty
“... the attempt to render visual intricacy makes words feel unwieldy, like sacks of meaning that must be lugged into place, dragged here and there, then still don't fell accurate.” FeelsStillsVisualsAccurateHere And ThereIntricacy Author:Mark Doty
“Here and gone. That’s what it is to be human, I think—to be both someone and no one at once, to hold a particular identity in the world (our names, our place of origins, our family and affectional ties) and to feel that solid set of ties also capable of dissolution, slipping away, as we become moments of attention.” ThinkingWorldFeelsHumansMomentsNamesAttentionGoneIdentityParticularCapableOur FamilyTiesSlippingDissolutionSlipping Away Book:Still Life with Oysters and Lemon Source: Still Life with Oysters and Lemon
