This coming and going of the inner life – because this is what it is – is a curse and a blessing.
ADAM ZAGAJEWSKIAnd also read those whose darkness or malice or madness or greatness you can’t understand because only in this way will you grow, outlive yourself, and become what you are.
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But also read against yourselves, read for questioning and impotence, for despair and erudition…
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As if entrapped in a tropical heatwave, with dozens of whirlwinds swirling in one’s mind, one thinks of a way out, or a way in: out of the scorching bosom of a volcano, and in – into the centre of a raging hurricane.
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Clear moments are so short. There is much more darkness.
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This day’s nothingness as if from spite became a flame and scorched the lips of children and poets.
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More ocean than terra firma. More shadow than form.
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What’s astonishing and refreshing is his ability to combine the reporter’s perspective with a deep knowledge of poetry, including pre-Islamic Arab poems.
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Gabriel Levin’s book is a journey through time and through entrenched animosities of the Middle East.
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I drink from a small spring, / my thirst excedes the ocean.
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Defend the value of the spiritual experience and if somebody tells you it’s an old fashioned notion, laugh loudly and serenely.
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A blessing because it brings about a movement, an energy which, when it peaks, creates a poem. Or a moment of happiness.
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Time takes life away and gives us memory, gold with flame, black with embers.
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A brilliant poet is at work here-a poet in the rugged landscape of conflict and pain.
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The odds and ends of your mental surplus you carelessly throw at the world, one wants to be at a loss, in a maze; amazed, and amazingly unabashed.
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There exists a meaning, hidden from day to day, but accessible in moments of greatest attentiveness, in those moments when consciousness loves the world.
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Cities at daybreak are no one’s, and have no names. And I, too, have no name, dawn, the stars growing pale, the train picking up speed.
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