I've never read any of her books, but today i picked up a collection of her poetry, The Weather of the Heart, and all i would like to say to her is, "Madeline, I couldn't have said it better myself."
Also, I think you get to know a person better through their poetry.
I don't think you can help but express your heart through poetry.
Neither sadist nor masochist, I still
Must turn to violence: break, be broken.
False image of myself I beg you: kill.
Help me destroy the one of you I’ve spoken
Within my wilful heart. It is no more you
Than I am all that I would wish to be.
I cannot really love you till I hew
All these projections of an unreal me,
An imaged you, to shards. Then death
Will have a chance to free me for creation.
God! All this dying has me out of breath.
How do i understand reincarnation?
But if I burst all bonds of self-protection
Then I may find us both in resurrection.
-Long Loved Love: 6-
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