Quotes by : Li-Young Lee

but in the cityin which I love you,no one comes, no onemeets me in the brick clefts;in the wedged dark,no....

I am that last, thatfinal thing, the bodyin a white sheet listening,

Moonlight and high wind.Dark poplars toss, insinuate the sea.

Brimming. That's what it is, I want to get to a place where my sentences enact brimming.

Memory is sweet.Even when it's painful, memory is sweet.

A door jumpsout from shadows,then jumps away. Thisis what I've come to find:the back door, unlatched.Tooled....

Memory revises me.

And of all the rooms in my childhood,God was the largestand most empty.

My tongue remembers your wounded flavor.The vein in my neckadores you. A swordstands up between my hips,my....

a bruise, bluein the muscle, youimpinge upon me.As bone hugs the ache home, soI'm vexed to love you,....