Bookmarker is a personal project by @dellsystem to help with retaining reading material. Source on GitHub.

Activity

You added a note
4 years, 10 months ago

In The Bible Generations Pass ... misc/poetry

In the Bible generations pass in a paragraph, a betrayal is disposed of in a phrase, the creation of the world consumes a page. I could never pick the important dynasty out of a multitude, you must have your forehead shining to do that, or to choose out of the snarled network of daily evidence the …

—p.192 Selected Poems 1956-1968 Parasites of Heaven (179) by Leonard Cohen
You added a note
4 years, 10 months ago

A Cross Didn't Fall on Me for/pq misc/poetry topic/love

A cross didn't fall on me
when I went for hot dogs
and the all-night Greek
slave in the Silver Gameland
didn't think I was his brother
Love me because nothing happens

I believe the rain will not
make me feel like a feather
when it comes tonight after
the streetcars have stopped
because…

—p.182 Parasites of Heaven (179) by Leonard Cohen
You added a note
4 years, 10 months ago

I Had It for a Moment misc/poetry topic/love

I had it for a moment
I knew why I must thank you
 I saw powerful governing men in black suits
I saw them undressed
in the arms of young mistresses
the men more naked than the naked women
the men crying quietly
 No that is not it
I'm losing why I must thank you
which means I'm left w…

—p.135 Flowers for Hitler (85) by Leonard Cohen
You added a note
4 years, 10 months ago

The Rest Is Dross misc/poetry topic/love

We meet in a hotel
with many quarters for the radio
surprised that we've survived as lovers
not each other's
but lovers still
with outrageous hope and habits in the craft
which embarrass us slightly
as we let them be known
the special caress the perfect inflammatory word
the starvation we …

—p.129 Flowers for Hitler (85) by Leonard Cohen
You added a note
4 years, 10 months ago

For E.J.P. misc/poetry

I once believed a single line
 in a Chinese poem could change
  forever how blossoms fell
and that the moon itself climbed on
 the grief of concise weeping men
  to journey over cups of wine
I thought invasions were begun for crows
 to pick at a skeleton
  dynasti…

—p.124 Flowers for Hitler (85) by Leonard Cohen