We all experience within us what the Portuguese call “saudade”, an inexplicable longing, an unnamed and enigmatic yearning of the soul, and it is this feeling that lives in the realms of imagination and inspiration, and is the breeding ground for the sad song, for the love song. Saudade is the desire to be transported from darkness into light, to be touched by the hand of that which is not of this world. The love song is the light of God, deep down, blasting up though our wounds.
- Nick Cave, The Secret Life of the Lovesong
Longing, we say, because desire is full of endless distances.
- Robert Hass, Meditation at Lagunitas
Small stars, and blind the hunger under sun,
we turn to each other and turn to each other
in the mother air of what we want.
- Robert Hass, Sunrise
I’ll be there on time and I’ll pay the cost,
For wanting things that can only be found
In the darkness on the edge of town.
- Springsteen, Darkness on the Edge of Town
perineum, wanted a word in exchange. He offered her
duende, which she had. (…)
- Jay Baron Nicorvo, Deadbeat on the Farm with Cow