Richard Siken Quotes

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thestrawhouse:

Straw House, Straw Dog — Richard Siken

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A Primer for the Small Weird Loves / Self Portrait Against Red Wallpaper

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Wishbone / A Primer for the Small Weird Loves

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horuspex:

richard siken / birth of venus by adolf hiremy hirschl / birth of venus by alexandre cabanel / white (ophelia) by joanna smielowska

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I Had a Dream About You / The Torn-Up Road

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porcupineszerba:

War of the Foxes
(Richard Siken)

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clicheasfuck:

Poet Richard Siken reads from his collection Crush in the Witliff Galleries at Texas State University.

2021-01-25 21:17:06 ¶ ●

Update

I’ve start adding text ID’s to all post for accessibility, but this is very new to me so please let me know if you have any feedback for how I can improve or other things I can do to make this blog for everyone!

Also, I’d love recommendations for more things you want to see or any poems you’d like to see posts about.

2021-01-26 2:00:31 ¶ ● ⬈

inter-stellar-dust:

These, our bodies, possessed by light.
Tell me we’ll never get used to it.

2021-01-27 2:00:41 ¶ ●

I Had a Dream About You / Straw House Straw Dog

[text ID: the boy in the sweatshirt, the boy on the bridge, the boy who always keeps me from jumping off the bridge. / I don’t really blame you for being dead but you can’t have your sweater back. /end ID]

2021-01-28 2:01:09 ¶ ●

[text ID: I have my body and you have yours. Believe it if you can. Negative space is silly. /end ID]

2021-01-29 2:00:39 ¶ ● ⬈

lotstradamus:

“Little Beast”, Richard Siken

[text ID: We pull our boots on with both hands but we can’t punch ourselves awake and all I can do is stand on the curb and say Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine. /end ID]

2021-01-30 2:00:49 ¶ ● ⬈

[text ID: Let’s jump ahead to the moment of epiphany, in gold light, as the camera pans to where the action is, lakeside and backlit, and it all falls into frame, close enough to see the blue rings of my eyes as I say something ugly. /end ID]

2021-01-31 2:00:36 ¶ ● ⬀ ⬈

r-siken:

landscape with fruit rot and millipede, richard siken

[text ID: The paint dries eventually. The bodies decompose eventually. /end ID]