Tag: Jack Gilbert

  Love is apart from all things. Desire and excitement are nothing beside it.   Magazine Beach after Boston University Bridge before Memorial Dr. It is not the body that finds love. What leads us there is the body. What is not love provokes it. What is not love quenches it. Love lays hold of […]

Imagine if suffering were real.   Imagine if those old people were afraid of death.   What if the midget or the girl with one arm  really felt pain?       Imagine how impossible it would be to live if some people were alone and afraid all their lives.             

Everyone forgets that Icarus also flew. It’s the same when love comes to an end, or the marriage, relationships, romance fails and people say they knew it was a mistake, that everybody said it would never work. That he was old enough to know better.  But anything worth doing is worth doing badly. Like being […]

  Sorrow everywhere. Slaughter everywhere. If babies are not starving someplace, they are starving somewhere else. With flies in their nostrils. But we enjoy our lives because that’s what God wants. Otherwise the mornings before summer dawn would not be made so fine. The Bengal tiger would not be fashioned so miraculously well. The poor […]

We find out the heart only by dismantling what the heart knows. By redefining the morning, we find a morning that comes just after darkness. We can break through marriage into marriage. By insisting on love we spoil it, get beyond affection and wade mouth-deep into love. We must unlearn the constellations to see the […]