Quotes from Joe Bolton

And we who loved the world must learn the language of absence: days foreshortened, empty rooms, the irrevocable distance between the goodbye and the letting go.

If strength is love, then we weren't strong enough, But if strength is letting love go, we were.

The best days of summer are the days of summer gone.

I can't let them go, those days of summer gone.

Say this life and let it be enough, for once.

And if poetry is a bond between Two hearts, it is a bond too frail: That night words failed, I, too, was lost— To whiskey, memory, a photograph.

There's nothing in this warm, vegetal dusk that is not beautiful or that will last.

We've perfected our obsessions and traveled Too far into ourselves, like the mystic Made ashes by his own imploding light.