“Each thing I do, I rush through so I can do something else. In such a way do the days pass - -a blend of stock car racing and the never ending building of a gothic cathedral. Through the windows of my speeding car I see all that I love falling away: books unread, jokes untold, landscapes unvisited.” WayI CanBookFallCan DoCarBuildingJokesWindowLandscapeRacingGothicNever EndingCathedralsCan Do SomethingSpeedingCar RacingSpeeding CarsStock Car Racing Author:Stephen Dobyns
“They are asleep. This is the condition they prefer. They are afraid of the world and sleep is a way of dealing with their fear. Someday they will wake. Perhaps something frightful will happen. Indeed, there is no better invitation to the frightful than ignorance - that is, sleep. (29)” WorldWayHappensSleepConditionsIgnoranceSomedayInvitations Book:The Church of Dead Girls: A Novel Source: The Church of Dead Girls: A Novel
“My poems always begin with a metaphor, but my way into the metaphor may be a word, an image, even a sound. And I rarely know the nature of the metaphor when I begin to write, but there is an attentiveness that a writer develops, a sudden alertness that is much like the feel of a fish brushing against a hook.” KnowsWayFeelsWritingMaySoundMetaphorFishesMy WayHookBrushingAlertnessAttentiveness Author:Stephen Dobyns
