#Alice Notley

[mournfulroses]

Alice Notley, from In The Pines: Poems; "The Black Trailor (A Noir Fiction),"

[wordscanbeenough]

I'm not too gone to be healed, am I? / I'm not too gone am I?

Alice Notley, from In the Pines

[girlfictions]

Alice Notley, from In The Pines

[sageandscorpiongrass]

Chronic.

on illness and fatigue

A Poem About Pain, David Budbill | She Used to Be Mine, Waitress | Under One Small Star, Wislawa Szymborska | Burried, Ashe Vernon | Vive, Vive, Traci Brimhall | Chronic Pain, NHS Inform | Drawing Restraints, Agnes Cecile | Half-Life in Exile, Hala Alyan | Body Terror Song, AJJ | Unknown | Battlefield, Topaz Winters | White Oleander, Janet Fitch | Boy In The Bubble, Alec Benjamin | Quote by Richard Siken | Autoimmune Disease, Anna and Elena Balbusso | In The Pines, Alice Notley | Twenty, Silas Melvin

[khadijamalyk]

[strokeofserenity]

I'm not too gone to be healed, am I?

I'm not too gone am I?

Alice Notley, “In the Pines.”

[tunisian]

i am the ocean; the earth; whatever dies for you

pedro salinas tr. by ruth katz crispin, the voice I owe to you / patty dickson pieczka, autumn / louise glück, marathon / dulce maría loynaz tr. by james o'connor, absolute solitude / vladimir nabokov, in a letter to his wife véra / c.t. salazar, headless john the baptist hitchhiking / sara shagufta tr. by sascha aurora akhtar, how solitary is the moon / vladimir nabokov, ada, or ardor / alice notley, the black trailer

[derangedrhythms]

Do you recognize my heart?

Alice Notley, Songs and Stories of the Ghouls; from ‘Sand’

[winged-cries]

[geryone]

In the Pines, Alice Notley

[dk-thrive]

“I can’t abide what the world has become, the frozen-ness of our product this evil thing that we kiss the ass of every hour. I want a dailiness that is free and beautiful.”

— Alice Notley, in an email to Maggie Nelson, in Maggie Nelson's "Like Love: Essays and Conversations." (Graywolf Press, April 2, 2024)

[mournfulroses]

Alice Notley, from Selected Poems of Alice Notley; "Waltzing Matilda,"

[shabbytigers]

INTERVIEWER

Where do you think great poems come from? There’s an idea in psychoanalysis that one thing artists are doing in their work is sublimating.

ALICE NOTLEY

That’s ridiculous. I’ve never sublimated. I’m never sublimating. No, I think the real answer has to do with suffering, and how you perceive things after suffering. You might just freeze, but if you don’t, other worlds open to you. I started hearing the dead, for example. And I felt that, because I had some new knowledge, I had something to give people—that I had things to say that would make them feel better.

INTERVIEWER

When were you first contacted by the dead, if that’s the right expression? Are you contacting them or they you?

NOTLEY

Sometimes they contact me, and sometimes I contact them. It’s hard to say when the first time was, because you get a lot of messages in dreams, from alive people and from dead people. Most people have had this experience.

Paris Review, The Art of Poetry no. 116

[litverve]

“You have to really be broken in order to be a poet. It’s a very bad thing to tell a young person, but it’s true. Poetry comes out of all the places where you break.”

Alice Notley, from an interview with BOMB magazine, September 15, 2015

[virgin-martyr]

You will always be the ghoul-girl now.

Alice Notley, excerpt from Songs and Stories of the Ghouls

[lillyli-74]

I am the ocean; the earth; whatever dies for you.

~Alice Notley