Quotes From "Love Letters To The World" By Meia Geddes

Art allows us to die over and over without actually dying. Only we must catch our breath. Meia Geddes

I let quiet shape what I say, then realize there is nothing that can be fully said–the reason for gestures and eyes and art. Always something waiting, wanting, expectant, yet also curiously not. Meia Geddes

Maybe all you need to do is find the heartbeat in everything. And if writing is living, the discovery of the beat of a heart, then when you read me, you are living by my side. Meia Geddes

I would like to do more in appreciating the mindset of the child. Maybe it has something to do with taking ourselves very seriously and with great disregard, as well as having a healthy does of awe and doubt for all else. Meia Geddes

Is it not so presumptuous to write a word? To write a word is to give the word a space all of its own. You build a home for it and hope it can find itself at home among all the other words. Nestled in a new place. Meia Geddes

If I could simply place the various parts of myself into the night sky to occasionally glance up and behold myself–maybe in the end I am only hoping to vicariously soak up some starlight. Meia Geddes

I will treat language with resigned delight, embrace it like unrequited love, offer words to you with a kind of secret shame, for I know that sometimes there is such a thing as too much language, and that language can hold a kind of sincerity that is tiresome and overwrought. Meia Geddes

Every once in a while, and it happens only several times a year if I am lucky, I will feel astonishment that I exist, that I am sitting, standing, perceiving, and that others perceive me... It is probably a good thing I am not always so aware of my existence because otherwise I would walk about in a haze of wonder embracing things. Meia Geddes

I wonder how much space I take up, if a thought can take up secondary space. Meia Geddes

I should think a poet president would be able to create a delectable confluence of various spaces. A poet is most political. Meia Geddes

I recommend the French beret, for it gives the impression of just the right soft toughness, a veritable wave of sophisticated brain matter. It is the kind of hat that inspires a person to grow into it, to become the person they never knew they could be. The space between the top of the head and the beginnings of hat is among the most intimate of areas: earlobe behinds, elbow insides, and anuses. One must pay heed to such spaces for they hold a potential not fully known (but generally agreed to be vast). . Meia Geddes

To believe in moments makes life endless, no? Meia Geddes

Being in the country is like being in a dream–one doesn't quite know who one is. There is an anonymity to it all–that strange human creature that is me, one among all. Meia Geddes