& what if hope crashes through the door what if
that lasts a somersault?
hope for serendipity
even if a series of meals were all between us
even if the aeons lined up out
what are years if not measured by trees
- Elegy, Mong-Lan
Eve sensed this
Words could do
In a fallen world:
Move a thing’s
Briefly outside it.
Now, her praising
Had new purpose:
As she spoke aloud
Each flower’s name
She felt her saying save.
The war against euphemism and cliché matters
not because we can guarantee that eliminating
them will help us speak nothing but the truth but,
rather, because eliminating them from our
language is an act of courage that helps us get
just a little closer to the truth. (source)
The secret story is the one we'll never know,
although we're living it from day to day,
thinking we're alive,
thinking we've got it all under control
and the stuff we overlook doesn't matter.
- Roberto Bolaño