I keep all my poems in my journals and lock them away. They are the start of everything. — Stevie Nicks Copy Share Image
“I seek to be moved, my imagination reborn. Let me feast on poems that feed my hunger.” — Susie Clevenger Copy Share Image
Love is the poetry of our feelings. But there are some horrible poems. — Antonio Gala Copy Share Image
“the glory of the protagonist is always paid for by a lot of secondary characters” — Tony Hoagland Copy Share Image
“She was broken. And i know,her heart can be repaired again. not by the "roses" and "chocolates" But by the "truths" and… — seerat ahuja Copy Share Image
“Today I write, riots with insite! Tomorrow I read, take the lead! Sometimes I sleep, health to keep! But for now I… — Leslie Austin Copy Share Image
Before I was ever a poet, my father was writing poems about me, so it was a turning of the tables when… — Natasha Trethewey Copy Share Image
“The scariest thing about depression is how normal it starts to feel. How silence becomes your native language. How disappearing starts to… — Chloe Holland Dicks Copy Share Image
I believe that poems are a score for performance by the reader, and that you become the speaking voice. You don't read… — Helen Vendler Copy Share Image
“I could simply kill you now, get it over with, who would know the difference? I could easily kick you in, stove… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
In the Book of Poetry there are three hundred poems, but the meaning of all of them may be put in a… — Confucius Copy Share Image
Thanks partly to the kind of poets that we now have and partly to funding, there's been a gigantic shift in the… — Andrew Motion Copy Share Image
“I wrote her story because she wanted to live forever and I loved her far more with every word, too much! Even… — robert m drake Copy Share Image
“Poetry is the language of the gods. I love poems myself. But poetry is not only in poems; it is diffused everywhere,… — Ivan Turgenev Copy Share Image
“When I Read the Book" When I read the book, the biography famous, And is this then (said I) what the author… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
“Evening by evening Among the Brookside rushes, Laura bow'd her head to hear, Lizzie veil'd her blushes: Crouching close together In the… — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
Memory, faith, and the natural world as both witness to the cycle of human life and healer to a questioning heart are… — Eleanor Lerman Copy Share Image
“The gray sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large and low: And the startled little waves that leap… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
“I hide myself behind, a cloud of smoke; the smoke screen varies, dependent on the variable. The variable consists of: stress, anguish,… — Emily Sturgill Copy Share Image
“I didn't come looking for you the day you uninvitedly appeared on my doorstep How did we go from nonchalant conversation me… — Maquita Donyel Irvin Copy Share Image
