“THE MASTER MIND OF KILLING You killed, you hid, you killed! So many innocent people all over the world, The mastermind of… — Euginia Herlihy Copy Share Image
“unaccountably we are alone forever alone and it was meant to be that way, it was never meant to be any other… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
But at some point, you know that - you know what poem keeps going through my mind is, "first they came for… — Glenn Beck Copy Share Image
In the past I have declined to comment on my own work: because, it seems to me, a poem is what it… — James Schuyler Copy Share Image
“We made love outdoors—without a roof, I like most, without stove, my favorite place, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
“All this waiting. Waiting for the rain to stop. Waiting in traffic. Waiting for the bill. Waiting at the airport for an… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“I cannot help but remind myself that all that time, you knew the truth. You allowed yourself to slowly make terms with… — Jesse Warner Copy Share Image
“Poem in October" It was my thirtieth year to heaven Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour wood And the mussel… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
“The extremity of her sensitivity impressed a richly idle princely family, of her discomfort, bothered as she had to be by the… — Joseph Stanton Copy Share Image
“Reminiscing in the drizzle of Portland, I notice the ring that’s landed on your finger, a massive insect of glitter, a chandelier… — Jeffrey McDaniel Copy Share Image
“My favorite words in the world are these: “what” and “if” in conjunction. They question curiosities in simple form and function. “What”… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
I love poetry. It's at the heart of everything I do. Poetry transforms what we call language, and uses language as the… — Ashley Bryan Copy Share Image
“Solo For Ear-Trumpet The carriage brushes through the bright Leaves (violent jets from life to light); Strong polished speed is plunging, heaves… — Edith Sitwell Copy Share Image
“Poetry has a long, long memory. After our love is long gone, we will still be reading your poems. You will not… — Jeanette LeBlanc Copy Share Image
Poetry gave me the life I live: many of the people I love, the places I've traveled, the things I've learned about… — James Allen Hall Copy Share Image
“When Hitler marched across the Rhine To take the land of France, La dame de fer decided, ‘Let’s make the tyrant dance.’… — E.A. Bucchianeri Copy Share Image
“The kind of poem I produced in those days was hardly anything more than a sign I made of being alive, of… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“It's a poem about moths. But it's also a poem about psychopaths. I get it copied. And stick it in a frame.… — Kevin Dutton Copy Share Image
“Fly (poem from the book Blue Bridge) Delicate, / butterfly winged, / we vainly push against the sky, / each trying to… — Jay Woodman Copy Share Image
“Dear Father in Heaven, I thank thee this day for blessings and mercies thou sendest my way. I thank thee for comfort… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
“Mark but this flea, and mark in this, How little that which thou deniest me is; Me it sucked first, and now… — John Donne Copy Share Image
“The Weaver My life is but a weaving between my Lord and me; I cannot choose the colors He worketh steadily. Oft… — Benjamin Malachi Franklin Copy Share Image
“Yes, I know," Isadora said, and then read her poem, leaning forward so Carmelita Spats would not overhear: "I would rather eat… — Lemony Snicket Copy Share Image
A poem is a liminal space that can offer a sensation of belonging. A poem won't bring you a cold beer, but… — Jenny Johnson Copy Share Image
A poem, as a manifestation of language and thus essentially dialogue, can be a message in a bottle, sent out in the… — Paul Celan Copy Share Image
“Marcus’s appearance the day before had been discussed, dissected, analyzed, and—by Lady Sarah Pleinsworth, Honoria’s cousin and one of her closest friends… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“We begin to say something that cannot be said. When you see on the front page a woman in Iraq who's just… — W.S. Merwin Copy Share Image
“A YEARNING HEART My heart is hurting right now, I don't know what to do, Father say something to me, I don't… — Euginia Herlihy Copy Share Image
For Russians, to whom Pushkin's poem 'Eugene Onegin' is sacred text, the ballet's story and personae are as familiar and filled with… — Robert Gottlieb Copy Share Image
“And I Said To My Soul, Be Loud Madden me back to an afternoon I carry in me not like a wound… — Christian Wiman Copy Share Image
“We almost began a perfect conversation, F. said as he turned on the six o'clock news. He turned the radio very loud… — Leonard Cohen Copy Share Image
“The Law of the Jungle NOW this is the Law of the Jungle — as old and as true as the sky;… — Rudyard Kipling Copy Share Image
“it is so dark now with the sadness of people they were tricked, they were taught to expect the ultimate when nothing… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“HUG DAY POEM: Wrap me in your hug.. make me feel happy! Hold me tight and close.. not like a pillow or… — Vikrmn Copy Share Image
“The Old Man at the Wheel Measured against the immeasurable universe, no word you have spoken brought light. Brought light to what,… — Frank Bidart Copy Share Image
“Moonless nights haunt me. They evoke remembrances of a carefree life when I dreamed without doubt to what my future could be.… — H.S. Crow Copy Share Image
Memory revises me. Even now a letter comes from a place I don’t know, from someone with my name and postmarked years… — Li-Young Lee Copy Share Image
“So about an hour later we are in the taxi shooting along empty country roads towards town. The April light is clear… — Anne Carson Copy Share Image
Dear Mariched Manansala, who doesn't seem to care.. This poem is for you, I hope you would dare.. I always dream of… — Arvie Reforsado Copy Share Image
“Don’t pack out! To some people, you make life bright When you decide to dim your light Their lives will be full… — Israelmore Ayivor Copy Share Image
![“The extremity of her sensitivity impressed a richly idle princely family, of her discomfort, bothered as she had to be by the absurd softness of the ample beddings, not to mention the pillow piles aggravating her much lamented acrophobic dis-ease. [from the poem, Princess and the Pea ]” quote by Joseph Stanton](https://sms4smile.com/q/img-quotes/b63/joseph-stanton-250502_fairy-tales_the-extremity-of-her-sensitivity-impress_1015868.jpg)
