My world I create
You came to color it and
It bursts smithereens.
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In Reality, Every Reader Is...
“In reality
every reader is,
while he is reading,
the reader of his own self.
The writer’s work
is merely a kind
of optical instrument
which he offers
to the reader
to enable him
to discern what,
without this book,
he would perhaps
never have perceived
in himself.”
― Marcel Proust
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Marcel Proust is a French novelist, author of À la recherche du temps perdu (1913–27; In Search of Lost Time), a seven-volume novel based on Proust’s life told psychologically and allegorically. More of Marcle Proust...
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Enormous Smallness
love is a place
love is a place
& through this place of
love move
(with brightness of peace)
all places
yes is a world
& in this world of
yes live
(skillfully curled)
all worlds.
by e.e. cummings
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Lifted from a Review of Enormous Smallness: A Story of E. E. Cummings — an uncommonly delightful picture-book celebration of Cummings’s life by Brooklyn-based poet Matthew Burgess, illustrated by Kris Di Giacomo (the artist behind the wonderful alphabet book Take Away the A).
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