“What makes a poem a poem, finally, is that it is unparaphrasable. There is no other way to say exactly this; it exists only in its own body of language, only in these words. I may try to explain it or represent it in other terms, but then some element of its life will always be missing. It’s the same with painting. All I can say of still life must finally fall short; I may inventory, weigh, suggest, but I cannot circumscribe; some element of mystery will always be left out. What is missing is, precisely, its poetry.”
— Mark Doty, from Still Life With Oysters and Lemon
oh look at my hair. its terrible. do you believe this hair cost 10 dollars. 10 DOLLARHS. andre did it. andre of paris on fifth avenue. ill kill that queen andre. well i dont like a set look... yew kneow? i dont like anything that looks too set. i like things a little... things that move. i think things that move are beautiful. like your bust... it moves........ cos you dont wear a bra.