128 Quotes by Alice Oswald

into the lane he droppednot once looking up

A RUSHED ACCOUNT OF THE DEWI who can blinkto break the spell of daylightand what a sliding screen between worldsis a blinkI who can hear the last three seconds in my headbut the present is beyond melistenin this tiny moment of reflexionI want to work out what it's like to descendout of the dawn's mindand find a leaf and fasten the known to the unknownwith a liquid cufflinkand then unfastento be briefto be almost actualoh pristine exampleof claiming a place on the earthonly to cancel

being dragged along crippled over things as if broken-winged

not yet continuousno more than a shiver of something

I am cold coldtrying to slide myself out of my own shadebut hour by hour more shade leaks out

or if I standif I move one handI hear the hiss of flowers closing their eyelids

it's as if I've interrupted somethingthat was falling in a straight line from the eye of God

somebody out not back being out again

somebody lost out late again