Natalie Merchant Quotes

Fate smiled and destiny laughed as she came to my cradle … —Natalie Merchant,

Fate smiled and destiny laughed as she came to my cradle … —Natalie Merchant, “Wonder

Doctors have come from distant cities just to see me stand over my bed disbelieving what they’re seeing They say I must be one of the wonders of god’s own creation and as far as they can see they can offer no explanation —NATALIE MERCHANT, “Wonder

Bred for one purpose only, to die in man's sport.

And in the stockyard, beasts did climb their barriers.

Greta's cedar hope chest Is full of pamphlets Glass shelves of romantic vignettes A journal laced with sedimentary prose Norma gathers and collects vintage photoplays Hair combs valentines Lillian allows the animals to scratch And the leather crack And the mail collect in the box as coatings peel Agnes veiled cathedral dweller Smiles with benevolent pain But it's Katrina's fair Tuesday morning As she with caution unlatches the flat door She alone cascades to the basement Careful not to spoil her Calico printed pinafore Composite traits and mannerists All others dissipate Marguerite vigilant She dwells upon frigid casements Sarah's thoughts in high velocity Accusations always pierce and pass Clara abandons her passions for distastes A Miss Lenora P. Sinclair Early for coffee in the pool "I'm resituating all your words" Capital Space Colon Paragraph Sylvia keeps beasts in jars labeled by Kingdom Phylum Class Order Family Genus Species But it's Katrina's fair Tuesday morning As she with caution unlatches the flat door She alone cascades to the basement Careful not to spoil her Calico printed pinafore Composite traits and mannerists All others dissipate Down the way a silk design This face is mine Tis I, Katrina! Katrina, I.

wide open falsehood the clandestine truths rival till the end in a series of duels pardon the drapery language I choose Waltz in Vienna has taught me to use every tall room a fiction leatherbound treasure books up to the ceiling gold spine upon spine the guile and the treason the faith and allegiance wide open falsehood the clandestine truths rival till the end in a series of duels pardon the drapery language I choose the author grew fat to imagine his lead pen careening gave voice to the scheming an Aryan cabale to dethrone the guile and the treason the faith and allegiance to the empire unknown the baron and his mistress dine in a fine banquet hall as rebel insurgents plot in the attic space crawl the guile and the treason the faith and allegiance now lie in my hand

You want something?” Rose asked. Sure, I thought. A little gratitude. World peace. A new acoustic guitar. A bass guitar and hands that play like Flea from the Red Hot Chili Peppers. Natalie Merchant and Gabriel Gordon’s unreleased single, “Break Your Heart,” which is proving pretty hard to find. We don’t always get what we want.

There were women holding rosaries On the day Manolete died Teenage girls in soft white dresses Standing silent peace respecting Groups of boys held in their hands The fragments of a shattered idol The old men with their traditions challenged Refrained from tears Neck neck hook Poles of wood The Picadors stood eyes ablaze To view the brutal contest In the vale of years Courage unfailing Agility exhausted Youth entered challenge Reached for title shelved The patrons in attendance To disarm a common myth Homage played to the victor of immortality Cloaked in bold tones And in the stockyard Beasts did climb their barriers Bid by a frenzied ring Bred for one purpose only To die in man's sport Dash against the spindle On the day Manolete died On the day An instant fell to wounding On the day Swords penetrating On the day Torches igniting On the day Flower wreaths encircling The day On the day

At Maddox Table a yoke was carved for my neck, was tailor made.

She borders the pavement Flanks avenues The parades pass White glove attended by My mother the war She'll raise a shaft Lift a banner Toss a rose My mother the war Mother the war Mother the war She knows every neighbor Chats at their doors Compare Econosize electric appliances My mother the war Come share tea And a seat by My cradle with My mother the war Mother the war Mother the war Forsaken vigil Three years each tour Hands of God enfold him Prayed Mother the war Haunt a doorway Beg a postman Is there word for Mother the war My mother the war Mother 5 black stars! In bitter defiance She's spiting the corps Wet a brood Short league for combat Mother the war Well acquainted With sorrow With grief My mother the war Mother the war! Folded lace Carrion and Blood soaked robes Folded lace Carrion Blood soaked shroud!

Down the way a silk design This face is mine Tis I, Katrina! Katrina, I.

Sylvia keeps beasts in jars labeled by Kingdom Phylum Class Order Family Genus Species

The old men with their traditions challenged Refrained from tears.