"The world breaks every one and afterward many are strong at the broken places. But those that will not break it kills. It kills the very good and the very gentle and the very brave impartially. If you are none of these you can be sure it will kill you too but there will be no special hurry."
~ Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell To Arms



"Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey sequence of bumping into's and tumblings apart."
~ Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet



Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Words...


“I want to watch your mouth move as you talk to me
That’s all I ever want from the people I love
Flowers are good and all
But moving mouths mean so much more
When they are moving in front of my eyes
And sometimes people are like poison
And their teeth are the things that hold on to you
For years and years
And no matter how much you move and bend
And shake and cry out
They never let you go.
My father once said that all people are strangers
Until they write words to each other
Or look at each other from across a crowded train
Or bus
Or street
And we wrote words to each other
The first words were ‘hi’
And ‘how are you’
Nothing big but they were
Big
To me
If it is true that sometimes
People are like poison
Then it must also be true
That sometimes people
Are like holy water
Not the kind that lives in churches
No
The kind that live in puddles
Or kettle ponds or lakes
Or sometimes rivers
The constant flow never ends
The love will never cease to be
It all just moves
And moves
And moves
Back where it came from
Back into the ocean.
~ “for c”- esperanza friel

1 comment:

  1. Just beautiful, I hope you are putting these beautiful words in a book I can hold in my hands.

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