You can know an animal - or a person, for that matter - in an instant, really, though your understanding can go on unfolding for years.
Love, I think, is a gateway to the world, not an escape from it.
What did you think, that joy / was some slight thing?
The physical reinvention of the world is endless, relentless, fascinating, exhaustive; nothing that seems solid is. If you could stand at just a little distance in time, how fluid and shape-shifting p...
Because the golden egg gleamedin my basket once, though my childhoodbecame an immense sheet of darkening waterI was Noah, and I was his ark,and there were two of every animal inside me
And then we ease him out of that worn-out body with a kiss, and he's gone like a whisper, the easiest breath.
