by Notley Notes - Anna Myra Notley | Sep 20, 2023 | Collected Quotes, Latest Reads
Jane Eyre. It was an Oxford World’s Classics edition. Similar to the one we owned and similarly worn from constant handling. There was a difference between a book that was regularly opened and a book that was not. The smell, the resistance of the spine, the ease...
by Notley Notes - Anna Myra Notley | Sep 20, 2023 | Collected Quotes, Latest Reads
Quote 1: “The beauty of this city is too elemental, too fecund and raw, to be tamed by mere money. Though the financiers and bankers and dot.com millionaires hug the shoreline, their topiary palaces and towered developments will never conquer this landscape....
by Notley Notes - Anna Myra Notley | Sep 20, 2023 | Collected Quotes, Latest Reads
Quote 1: The weather stayed awful almost all of the time. Cold and brown and windy. But one day in the middle of April the sun came out and William and I walked out on the rocks–it was low tide–and then we walked to a closed store that was the only other building out...
by Notley Notes - Anna Myra Notley | Sep 20, 2023 | Classics, Collected Quotes
“Will you look at us by the river! The whole restless mob of us on spread blankets in the dreamy briny sunshine skylarking and chiacking about for one day, one clear clean, sweet day in a good world in the midst of our living. Yachts run before an unfelt gust...
by Notley Notes - Anna Myra Notley | Dec 7, 2022 | Poetry
A blind man’s fingersWould trace a pathAcross the knotted foldsOf knobbled flesh; Linger over loss lines Feel the weeping writ thereIn rips that have puckeredThe pulsing surfaceOf this,Her Time-BeaterHer Record-Keeper A blind manWould find himself remindedOf the bowl...
