Katie Demko's Commonplace

I have never wanted another life, but I know the story of the pursuit

"This is a time capsule for the Coast: words of the people —don’t forget us—”

"Not you as some pale poetling seated at a desk lisping cadenzas piano, But as a strong man erect, clothed in blue clothes, advancing, carrying rifle on your shoulder”

No dainty rhymes or sentimental love verses for you terrible year

America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing.

"Where Whitman rejoices in giving oneself to society, Ginsberg is consumed by the anxiety that comes along with this sacrifice. He dwells on the inevitable aftermath of being a part of something bigger than yourself: that you yourself don’t exist."

"I woke up, I asked why"

"i have never wanted another life, but i know the story of pursuit: the dream of a gate standing open, a grill and folding chairs, a new yard boxed in light."