The Atrophy of Private LIfe
Awareness, always awareness. Don’t you see how these elaborate masks are turning you into a zombie? The private life is not for the eye but for the endless interior. It is trying to push all this crap aside and find the missing line. Nobody, least of all the future, cares about the outcome of this quest.
It is easy to lose, through meddling or neglect, an entire aspect of existence. And sometimes, to cultivate a single new thought, you need not only silence but an entirely new life.
Jennifer Moxley, "The Atrophy of Private LIfe" from The Line. Copyright © 2007 by Jennifer Moxley. Reprinted by permission of Post-Apollo Press.
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Poet Jennifer Moxley b. 1964
POET’S REGION U.S., New England
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