Fictions from the Self Quotes

“I can’t stop writing you. You, the pleasure which exiled me for awhile.
You of the whom dream, the bell swinging with echoes of two or three
notes as if from another bird, before the major echoes from the same
voice. I did not intentionally walk shores of light. I said my heart
is sick because it is not full …”
― Michael Burkard, Fictions from the Self

“I open the windows and let night enter the house,
From far off white loneliness settles upon the white page.

I am convinced it is an act against white loneliness to say so.

from “The Man I Heard Of”
― Michael Burkard, Fictions from the Self

“oh candlelight upon your face,
oh sad shadow of screen across your breast,
oh love of life in my shadow—
these, and the winter nights beside you,
I remember and forget.”
― Michael Burkard, Fictions from the Self

“Sometimes it gets lonely here,
the sea water collapses
out beyond the horizon
like the dream I thought
I understood, only to find
waking harder than the dream’s horizon.”
― Michael Burkard, Fictions from the Self