Wanted: a needle swift enough to sew this poem into a blanket. – Charles Simic
Inside my empty bottle I was constructing a lighthouse while all the others were making ships. – Charles Simic
Wanted: a needle swift enough to sew this poem into a blanket. – Charles Simic
Inside my empty bottle I was constructing a lighthouse while all the others were making ships. – Charles Simic
Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them. – Charles Simic
I grew up on a farm in a small town where you do or say one thing and everybody knows about it. You see it happen, theres always the town gossip – Oh did you hear about so and so, or did you hear what went on in this household? So I learned at a very young age just to keep my mouth shut. – Garrett Hedlund