“Love me this first day of June.I'd rather sleep with ashes than priestly wisdom.Of all the lonely places in the world this is best where debris is human.I kiss the precious ashes that fall from fiery flesh.On these familiar shapes I lay my kisses down.”
“He hated the men floating in sleep in the big stone houses. Because their lives were ordered and their rooms tidy. Because they got up every morning and did their public work. Because they weren't going to dynamite their factories and have naked parties in the fire.”
“The Dream""O I had such a wonderful dream, she said. I dreamed you made love to me.At last, he said to himself, the spirithas taken up some of the heavy work.”
“Love is a fire/It burns everyone/It disfigures everyone/It is the world's excuse for being ugly.”
“I've forgotten most of what I've read and, frankly, it never seemed very important to me or to the world.”
“so much of the world is plunged in darkness and chaos...So ring the bells that still can ringForget your perfect offeringThere is a crack in everythingThat’s how the light gets in.”