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I make myself up from everything I am, or could be. For many years I was more desire than fact. When I stop becoming, that’s when I worry.
Stephen Dunn
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What feeling feels like over time. An attempt to screw up what feeling feels like over time. Heartbreak and a high C.... The often welcome melodic lie.... The soul's undersong. The orchestration of randomness, a flirtation with the boundaries of silence and space.... a reminder that the self wants to disappear, be taken away from itself and returned.
Stephen Dunn
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Connubial Because with alarming accuracy she’d been identifying patterns I was unaware of—this tic, that tendency, like the way I've mastered the language of intimacy in order to conceal how I felt— I knew I was in danger of being terribly understood.
Stephen Dunn
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Bring to me, it said, continual proof / you've been alive.
Stephen Dunn
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A moment of something between acceptance and resignation of one's smallness in the world.
Stephen Dunn
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Everything I can't see / is at least as real as what I can.
Stephen Dunn
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The world is always somewhat vicious. I take that as a given, but at various times in various circumstances that fact will be no more than a shadow or an echo behind some poem. Other times it will be more manifest. I try to write myself into articulations of half-felt, half-known feelings, without program. I'm always working toward getting my world and, hopefully, the world outside of me into a version that makes sense of it. Viciousness requires the same precision as love does.
Stephen Dunn
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When I stop becoming, that's when I worry.
Stephen Dunn
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There's a certain pleasure in violating the strictures of your education. The trick is, if you're going to explore ideas in a poem, to be suspicious of ideas and suspicious of your own mind at the same time. It's often a matter of orchestration and pacing. Of shaping some kind of dialectic flow.
Stephen Dunn
