Albert Goldbarth, “The Sciences Sing a Lullaby”
"This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals—sounds that say listen to this, it is important.” - Gary Provost
Reading this was so satisfying woah
later that night
i held an atlas in my lap
ran my fingers across the whole world
where does it hurt?
make a myth of yourself:
all women turn into lilacs,
all men grow sick of their errant scent.
You could learn
to build a window, to change flesh
into isinglass, nothing
but a brittle river, a love of bone.
literature exam tomorrowwww 🙏📄📓
Nobody will ever love you as much as an artist can. On your worst days, they will find poetry in the knots of your hair.
A batch of wonderful book dedications.
'just skip the sex scenes, please'
Hearts are wild creatures, that’s why our ribs are cages.
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