If, on a snowy night, you find yourself feeling like you are inside a Robert Frost poem
and are moved to write, know that you are feeling moved to write the poem Robert Frost already wrote.
If, on a crowded street you find your thoughts wandering ahead of you, at a steady pace,
as if they have never been known by you,
you are probably writing your own poem.
If you are so in the shadow of a poet you love that you can’t see your own hand you should probably pull your head out of their ass and take some air.
Sometimes an idea is just an idea.
— Sina Queyras
“Every photograph is a filibuster, a running commentary to nobody occupying attention but not space, and also a thing to block the other side - the unseen, the unattended, and the arch - from speaking.” - Tim Davis