Blizzard of One Quotes
Blizzard of One
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Blizzard of One Quotes
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“No voice comes from outer space, from the folds of dust and carpets of wind to tell us that this is the way it was meant to happen, that if only we knew how long the ruins would last we would never complain.”
― Blizzard of One
― Blizzard of One
“From the shadow of domes in the city of domes,
A snowflake, a blizzard of one, weightless, entered your room
And made its way to the arm of the chair where you, looking up
From your book, saw it the moment it landed. That's all
There was to it.”
― Blizzard of One
A snowflake, a blizzard of one, weightless, entered your room
And made its way to the arm of the chair where you, looking up
From your book, saw it the moment it landed. That's all
There was to it.”
― Blizzard of One
“What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfort
Of being strangers, at least to ourselves.”
― Blizzard of One
Of being strangers, at least to ourselves.”
― Blizzard of One
“Time slips by; our sorrows do not turn into poems,
And what is invisible stays that way.”
― Blizzard of One
And what is invisible stays that way.”
― Blizzard of One
“ And into the close and mirrored catacombs of sleep
We'll fall, and there in the faded light discover the bones,
The dust, the bitter remains of someone who might have been
Had we not taken his place.”
― Blizzard of One
We'll fall, and there in the faded light discover the bones,
The dust, the bitter remains of someone who might have been
Had we not taken his place.”
― Blizzard of One
“Tell me, you people out there, what is poetry anyway?
Can anyone die without even a little?”
― Blizzard of One
Can anyone die without even a little?”
― Blizzard of One
“Nobody sees it happening, but the architecture of our time
Is becoming the architecture of the next time.”
― Blizzard of One
Is becoming the architecture of the next time.”
― Blizzard of One
“For soon the leaves,
Having gone black, would fall, and the annulling snow
Would pillow the walk, and we, with shovels in hand, would meet,
Bow, and scrape the sidewalk clean. What else would there be
This late in the day for us but desire to make amends
And start again, the sun’s compassion as it disappears.”
― Blizzard of One
Having gone black, would fall, and the annulling snow
Would pillow the walk, and we, with shovels in hand, would meet,
Bow, and scrape the sidewalk clean. What else would there be
This late in the day for us but desire to make amends
And start again, the sun’s compassion as it disappears.”
― Blizzard of One
“No voice comes from outer space, from the folds of dust and carpets of wind to tell us that this is the way it was meant to happen, that if only we knew how long the ruins would last we would never complain. ― Mark Strand, Blizzard of One ( Knopf, February 8, 2000)”
― Blizzard of One
― Blizzard of One
“Will the same day ever come back, and with it Our amazement at having been in it, or will only a dark haze Spread at the back of the mind, erasing events, one after The other, so brief they may have been lost to begin with?”
― Blizzard of One
― Blizzard of One
