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Consider the white space
between words on a page, not just
the margins around them.

Or the space between thoughts:
instants when the mind is inventing
exactly what it thinks

and the mouth waits
to be filled with language.
Consider the space

between lovers after a quarrel,
the white sheet a cold metaphor
between them.

Now picture the brief space
before death enters, hat in hand:
vanishing years, filled with light.

Linda Pastan, “Consider the Space Between Stars,” The Paris Review (no. 210, Fall 2014)

(Source: apoetreflects)

Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable.
Cesar A. Cruz (via an-art-gallery)
What I needed seemed to be absent everywhere.
Charles Bukowski in introduction for John Fante’s ”Ask the Dust” (via coldbb)

(Source: wordsthat-speak)