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Linda Pastan

  • Poetry has opened all my pores, / And pain as colorless as gas / moves in.

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "After Reading Nelly Sachs," A Perfect Circle of Sun ()
  • I laughed once in my father's face, / and he laughed, and the two laughters / locked like bumpers / that still rust away between us.

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "Between Generations," A Perfect Circle of Sun ()
  • ... I drown / in the loosed wave of language.

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "Soundings," Aspects of Eve ()
  • At the armed borders of sleep / my dreams stand waving.

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "At the Armed Borders of Sleep," Aspects of Eve ()
  • Grief is a circular staircase.

    • Linda Pastan,
    • title poem, The Five Stages of Grief ()
  • We carry our childhoods / in our arms.

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "Funerary Tower: Han Dynasty," The Five Stages of Grief ()
  • Like Midas, I guess / everything we touch turns / to a poem — / when the spell is on.

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "Voices," The Five Stages of Grief ()
  • In the evening / my griefs come to me / one by one.

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "Old Woman," The Five Stages of Grief ()
  • Dreams are the only / afterlife we know; / the place where the children / we were / rock in the arms of the children / we have become.

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "Dreams," PM/AM ()
  • All words, anyway / are epitaphs.

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "Friday's Child," PM/AM ()
  • What I remember / hardly happened; / what they say happened / I hardly remember.

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "The One-Way Mirror Back," PM/AM ()
  • Spring is the shortest season.

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "The War Between Desire and Dailiness," PM/AM ()
  • I have stalked / all four seasons / and seen how they beat / the same path / through the same woods / again and again.

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "At My Window," PM/AM ()
  • I made a list of things I have / to remember and a list / of things I want to forget, / but I see they are the same list.

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "Lists," PM/AM ()
  • How loyal our childhood demons are, / growing old with us in the same house ...

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "An Old Song," Heroes in Disguise ()
  • Crocuses. They come / by stealth, spreading the rumor of spring ...

    • Linda Pastan,
    • "Crocuses," Heroes in Disguise ()

Linda Pastan, U.S. poet

(1932)