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Dorianne Laux Quotes

Total quotes: 7
“I have always loved too much, or not enough.”
— Dorianne Laux, After Twelve Days of Rain
Tagged: Love
“How was I to know
it would begin this way: every cell of my body
burning with a dangerous beauty, the air around me
a nimbus of light that would carry me
through the days.”
— Dorianne Laux, What We Carry(American Poets Continuum)
Tagged: Love Poem
“I wish I could say I was the kind of child
who watched the moon from her window, 
would turn toward it and wonder. 
I never wondered.”
— Dorianne Laux, "Moon In The Window," in Facts About The Moon
Tagged: What It Means To Be Human, Existence, Finding Yourself, Thinking, Identity, Who I Am
“I was twelve.
What did I know?
How could I have imagined then
how alone I would become.”
— Dorianne Laux, "My Brother's Grave," Facts About The Moon
Tagged: broken, What's Been Broken, Growing Up, Youth, Brokenness, Becoming
“What hasn’t

been rent, divided, split? Broken
the days into nights, the night sky

into stars, the stars into patterns
I make up as I trace them

with a broken-off blade
of grass. Possible, unthinkable.”
— Dorianne Laux, "What's Broken," Facts About The Moon
Tagged: broken, What's Possible, What's Been Broken
“Wherever our bodies touch, the flesh
comes alive... I eat handful
by greedy handful. Eyes fingers, mouths,
sweet leeches of desire. Crazy woman,
her brain full of bees, see how her palms curl
into fists and beat the pillow senseless... I am
so grateful I would give you anything, anything.”
— Dorianne Laux, What We Carry(American Poets Continuum)
Tagged: Love Poem, Sex Poem
“And I feel my body fully, vessel of desire, 
my stomach a pond of want and warmth, 
utterly human, divine and awake. And I can hear 
each bird's separate song, the chirt and scree, 
the sip, sip, sip, the dwindle and uplift yearning, 
the soup's on, soup's on, let up, let it go 
of each individual voice, and I know I am here, 
in this widening light, as we all are, with them, 
even the most damaged among us or lonely 
or nearly dead, and that for each of us there is 
some small sound like an unseen bird 
ora red bike grinding along the gravel path 
that could wake us, and take us home.”
— Dorianne Laux, "Morning Song," in Facts About The Moon
Tagged: Being a woman, humanity, Experiencing Life, Existing In Nature, What It Means To Be Human, Existence, Finding Yourself, Finding Home
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