#Americans #Women #XXCentury #XXICentury
My father’s farm is an apple bloss… He keeps his hills in dandelion ca… and weaves a lane of lilacs betwee… and the jack-in-the-pulpits. His sleek cows ripple in the pastu…
When I stepped ashore in this bod… I was recognized at once and given a name. My bones were smaller, but the sha… of the cheek and the chin
This time he means to put me in my… though often his words have unrave… Do not expect anyone to believe th… he says, though I don’t suppose yo… it up. He believes me with the ent…
I feel older, younger, both at once. Every time I win, I lose. Every time I count, I forget and must begin again. I must begin again, and again I
Long ago, I settled on this piece… clearing a spot for memory, making… road so that the future could come… building a house of possibility. I came across the prairie with onl…
I will have been walking away: no matter what direction I intende… at that moment, I will have been w… Away into the direction that you n… I have always intended, no matter…
It was homemade and primitive, like pulling a tooth with a string and a slamming door, like taking o… an appendix by kerosene light where dogs wandered in and out
Assuming a virtue if I had it not, I assumed that virtue would find me, which it did, and found me lacking… and lacking it, I had to assume
My mind is shuffling its deck toni… slipping one card over another, letting them all fall together at… the random hand of memory is dealing from the bottom of the…
What am I to you now that you are… longer what you used to be to me? Who are we to each other now that there is no us, now that what we o… were is divided into me and you
It is very strong, especially when the memory is hazy… It begins with “I once knew a man… and ends with “but it didn’t work… I always remember something more s…
I like it when they get together and talk in voices that sound like apple trees and grape vines, and some of them wear hats and go to Arizona in the winter,
The problem was a different sense… He was all couplets, heroic and cl… I always wanted to carry on, one l… into the next, never reaching an e… or, if I did, imagining it might b…
I have forgotten the words, and therefore I shall not conceive of a mysterious salvation, I shall not become a tall lily and bloom into blue and white. Then what
Notice how you show up here and th… the words I use, that there are sm… that only you would notice, especi… notice that I am saying things tha… said before. And see how easy it i…