you cant see the weight of the treesand you cant see the weight of the leavesand you cant see the weight of the heart

you cant see the weight of the trees
and you cant see the weight of the leaves
and you cant see the weight of the heart

that shifting landscape of the soul

that shifting landscape of the soul

"Go after her. Fuck, don’t sit there and wait for her to call, go after her because that’s what you should do if you love someone, don’t wait for them to give you a sign cause it might never come, don’t let people happen to you, don’t let me happen to you, or her, she’s not a fucking television show or tornado. There are people I might have loved had they gotten on the airplane or run down the street after me or called me up drunk at four in the morning because they need to tell me right now and because they cannot regret this and I always thought I’d be the only one doing crazy things for people who would never give enough of a fuck to do it back or to act like idiots or be entirely vulnerable and honest and making someone fall in love with you is easy and flying 3000 miles on four days notice because you can’t just sit there and do nothing and breathe into telephones is not everyone’s idea of love but it is the way I can recognize it because that is what I do. Go scream it and be with her in meaningful ways because that is beautiful and that is generous and that is what loving someone is, that is raw and that is unguarded, and that is all that is worth anything, really.”- Harvey Milk[painting by etam crew]

"Go after her. Fuck, don’t sit there and wait for her to call, go after her because that’s what you should do if you love someone, don’t wait for them to give you a sign cause it might never come, don’t let people happen to you, don’t let me happen to you, or her, she’s not a fucking television show or tornado. There are people I might have loved had they gotten on the airplane or run down the street after me or called me up drunk at four in the morning because they need to tell me right now and because they cannot regret this and I always thought I’d be the only one doing crazy things for people who would never give enough of a fuck to do it back or to act like idiots or be entirely vulnerable and honest and making someone fall in love with you is easy and flying 3000 miles on four days notice because you can’t just sit there and do nothing and breathe into telephones is not everyone’s idea of love but it is the way I can recognize it because that is what I do. Go scream it and be with her in meaningful ways because that is beautiful and that is generous and that is what loving someone is, that is raw and that is unguarded, and that is all that is worth anything, really.”
- Harvey Milk
[painting by etam crew]

Why should I not be glad to contemplate the clouds clearing beyond the dormer window and a high tide reflected on the ceiling? There will be dying, there will be dying, but there is no need to go into that. The poems flow from the hand unbidden and the hidden source is the watchful heart.The sun rises in spite of everything and the far cities are beautiful and bright. I lie here in a riot of sunlight watching the day break and the clouds flying. Everything is going to be all right. - Derek Mahon, New Collected Poems, 2011.

Why should I not be glad to contemplate the clouds clearing beyond the dormer window and a high tide reflected on the ceiling?
There will be dying, there will be dying,
but there is no need to go into that.
The poems flow from the hand unbidden and the hidden source is the watchful heart.
The sun rises in spite of everything and the far cities are beautiful and bright. I lie here in a riot of sunlight watching the day break and the clouds flying. Everything is going to be all right.
- Derek Mahon, New Collected Poems, 2011.

grand mother

grand mother

the things that enter my mind

…perhaps breath is our closest thing to ‘home’ and even that, fades, leaving us to dissipate, separate our body from our mind from our soul. and where then, is home? dear mother.

…perhaps breath is our closest thing to ‘home’
and even that, fades, leaving us to dissipate, separate our body from our mind from our soul.
and where then, is home? dear mother.

the knowing.

the knowing.

echoes of moonchild

twenty thousand million leagues of sorrow

twenty thousand million leagues of sorrow

the fire only burns you when you are close to it.

the fire only burns you when you are close to it.

darkest recesses. deepest black. zero gravity. my mind. hidden. neither north nor south. thoughts woven. space infinite. fear we to enter. fear we to breathe. stretched out. abysmal. infinite. gracious. deliver me from others. deliver me from silver drowning words.

darkest recesses. deepest black. zero gravity. my mind. hidden. neither north nor south. thoughts woven. space infinite. fear we to enter. fear we to breathe. stretched out. abysmal. infinite. gracious. deliver me from others. deliver me from silver drowning words.

there are certain emotions in your body that not even your best friend can sympathize with , but you will find the right film or the right book , and it will understand you .

there are certain emotions in your body that not even your best friend can sympathize with , but you will find the right film or the right book , and it will understand you .

despite everything that happens. the cuts and bruises that we inflict on eachother. for a moment, there is a wonderous beauty, so small that we hardly notice it. but too profound to ignore.