A Poet Reflects

July 31, 2012 with 15 notes
        tags: door. I Can Tell You . . .. Michael Burkard. prisons. words.
Words are such prisons, I am always looking for the door. —Michael Burkard, from “I Can Tell You I Was Very Sad to Receive Your Piece of Sentiment” in Fictions from the Self  (W.W. Norton & Co., 1988) Photograph: James Wakefield, Alcatraz Prison, San Francisco, CA, August 2004

Words are such prisons,
I am always looking for the door.

—Michael Burkard, from “I Can Tell You I Was Very Sad to Receive Your Piece of Sentiment” in Fictions from the Self  (W.W. Norton & Co., 1988)

Photograph: James Wakefield, Alcatraz Prison, San Francisco, CA, August 2004

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