Charles Simic wished he could find a needle swift enough to sew poems into blankets. I'm helping him look - and in the meantime, I'm collecting pieces of warmth.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Something Somebody Said Once
"I wanted the world to go away for a little so that I could keep kissing you for longer and not give you back to that world until I was done. And I wanted it to not matter if I was ever done."
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