Maxine Kumin

1925 -

A Quote by Maxine Kumin on time

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The time on either side of now stands fast.

Maxine Kumin (1925 -)

Source: July, Against Hunger, 1978

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A Quote by Maxine Kumin on death and lies

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Here on the drawing board fingers and noses leak from the air brush maggots lie under if i should die before if i should die in the back room stacked up in smooth boxes like soapflakes or tunafish wait the undreamt of.

Maxine Kumin (1925 -)

Source: The Nightmare Factory, 1970

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A Quote by Maxine Kumin

I took the lake between my legs.

Maxine Kumin (1925 -)

Source: Morning Swim, 1965

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A Quote by Maxine Kumin on fatherhood

It is said to begin with the father.

Maxine Kumin (1925 -)

Source: The Horsewoman, 1975

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A Quote by Maxine Kumin on love

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Love, we are a small pond.

Maxine Kumin (1925 -)

Source: We Are, 1970

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A Quote by Maxine Kumin on audiences, daughters, and sons

Our daughters and sons have burst from the marionette show leaving a tangle of strings and gone into the unlit audience.

Maxine Kumin (1925 -)

Source: The Absent Ones, 1972

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A Quote by Maxine Kumin

Something went crabwise across the snow this morning.

Maxine Kumin (1925 -)

Source: The Presence, 1970

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A Quote by Maxine Kumin on water

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Meanwhile let us cast one shadow in air and water.

Maxine Kumin (1925 -)

Source: Turning To, 1972

Contributed by: Zaady

A Quote by Maxine Kumin

This dwelt in me who does not know me now, where in her labyrinth I cannot follow, advance to be recognized, displace her terror; I hold my heartbeat on my lap and cannot comfort her. Tonight she is condemned to cry out wolf or werewolf, and it echoes in the gulf and no one comes to cradle cold Narcissus; the first cell that divided separates us.

Maxine Kumin (1925 -)

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A Quote by Maxine Kumin on life and stillness

And the pond's stillness nippled as if by rain instead is pocked with life.

Maxine Kumin (1925 -)

Source: Creatures, 1972

Contributed by: Zaady

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