Diving into the Wreck

We are, I am, you are
by cowardice or courage
the one who find our way
back to this scene
carrying a knife, a camera
a book of myths
in which
our names do not appear.

-- from "Diving into the Wreck" by Adrienne Rich

"The beauty of the world has two edges, 

one of laughter, one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder." 

-- Virginia Woolf


And would it have been worth it, after all,
After the cups, the marmalade, the tea,
Among the porcelain, among some talk of you and me,
Would it have been worth while,
To have bitten off the matter with a smile,
To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it toward some overwhelming question,
To say: "I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all"—
If one, settling a pillow by her head,
     Should say: "That is not what I meant at all.
     That is not it, at all."

-- From "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" by T.S. Eliot