trying to write, trying to open my heart, trying to forget myself, trying to be good but not too good, trying
“We have to consciously study how to be tender with each other until it becomes a habit because what was native has been stolen from us…but we can practice being gentle with each other by being gentle with that piece of ourselves that is hardest to hold.”
The open hand stretched out to see if raindrops — that is the most innocent hand of all
∆ Yehuda Amichai (1924 - 2000), from “Autumn, Love, Commercials” in The Poetry Of Yehuda Amichai, edited by Robert Alter
“Oh, body, be held now by whom you love. Whole years will be spent, underneath these impossible stars, when dirt’s the only animal who will sleep with you & touch you with its mouth.”
— Aracelis Girmay, from Kingdom Animalia
