2020-10-16 1:30:41 ¶ ●

> I wish I had something else. A redemptive imagination, for example. The life of the mind is a disappointment

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sikenarthistory:

> Henry Scott Tuke, A Cadet on Newporth Beach, near Falmouth with Another Boy in the Sea (1921) / Richard Siken, I Had a Dream About You (2000)

2020-10-19 1:30:49 ¶ ●

> What is a ghost? Something dead that seems to be alive. Something dead that doesn’t know it’s dead.

2020-10-20 1:30:50 ¶ ● ⬈

> Here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed.
> Crossed out.
> Clumsy hands in a dark room. Crossed out. There is something
> underneath the floorboards.
> Crossed out. And here is the tabernacle
> reconstructed.
> Here is the part where everyone was happy all the time and we were all
> forgiven,
> even though we didn’t deserve it.

Richard Siken, “Litany in Which Certain Things are Crossed Out” (via grimdarkacademia)

2020-10-21 1:30:54 ¶ ● ⬈

pointlessnachos:

> richard siken

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2020-10-22 20:56:29 ¶ ●

what’s your favorite richard siken poem?

2020-10-23 1:30:54 ¶ ●

Self Portrait Against Red Wallpaper / The Dislocated Room

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primulaceas:

> > Richard Siken, I Had a Dream About You

2020-10-26 0:30:43 ¶ ● ⬈

> To be a bird, or a flock of birds doing something together, one or many, starling or murmuration. To be a man on a hill, or all the men on all the hills, or half a man shivering in the flock of himself. These are some choices.

Richard Siken, from “The Language of the Birds” (via voirlvmer)

2020-10-27 0:31:00 ¶ ● ⬈

sleeplesslytired:

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olreid:

> richard siken

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