“There’s a poem by Adrienne Rich I first read twenty years ago called “Splittings” that I thought of when I read your… — Cheryl Strayed Copy Share Image
“It ends. Good things always end terribly, at dawn in his arms wrapped, silently or— late in the night in unchartered apartments… — Abhijit Sarmah Copy Share Image
“A poet is an unhappy being whose heart it torn by secret sufferings, but whose lips are so strangely formed that when… — Søren Kierkegaard Copy Share Image
“But too long a sacrifice can make a stone of the heart, as my favourite poet has written.’ ‘Who’s that?’ ‘W. B.… — Rohinton Mistry Copy Share Image
I think New York is working its way into my poems. It takes a while for a place to filter its way… — Nick Laird Copy Share Image
The first thing you see in my hallway is a large 18th-century bust of Milton, who stares at me as I watch… — Tony Harrison Copy Share Image
That the language of the poetry of Jamaican music is rastafarian or biblical language cannot simply be put down to the colonizer… — Linton Kwesi Johnson Copy Share Image
If I could take all my parts with me when I go somewhere / and not have to say to one of… — Pat Parker Copy Share Image
I went on all over the States, ranting poems to enthusiastic audiences that, the week before, had been equally enthusiastic about lectures… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
“The bud stands for all things, even for those things that don’t flower, for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing; though sometimes… — Galway Kinnell Copy Share Image
Love has been taken away from the poets, and has been brought within the domain of true science. It may prove to… — Arthur Conan Doyle Copy Share Image
Moments when the original 'poet' in each of us created the outside world for us, by finding the familiar in the unfamiliar,… — Marion Milner Copy Share Image
“Natures of your kind, with strong, delicate senses, the soul-oriented, the dreamers, poets, lovers are always superior to us creatures of the… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
I am not greedy. I do not seek to possess the major portion of your days. I am content if, on those… — Maya Deren Copy Share Image
All my big heroes are literary, writers. I'd love to meet Jimmy Hendrix or John Coltrane, but I'd much rather meet Thomas… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
I like ornament at the right time, but I don't want a poem to be made out of decoration ... When I… — Jack Gilbert Copy Share Image
It seems to me that this is the true test for poetry: - that it should go beneath experience, as prose can… — Ellen Glasgow Copy Share Image
The work of the painter, the poet or the musician, like the myths and symbols of the savage, ought to be seen… — Claude Levi-Strauss Copy Share Image
I cannot write in verse, for I am no poet. I cannot arrange the parts of speech with such art as to… — Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart Copy Share Image
“Now goes under, and I watch it go under, the sun That will not rise again. Today has seen the setting, in… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“The roses tremble; oh, the sunflower's eye Is opened wide in sad expectancy. Westward and back the circling swallows fly, The rooks'… — Denise Levertov Copy Share Image
“Tomorrow she’d look up tattoo removal. They were doing big things with lasers now. When Cal was just a little more stable,… — Sam Lipsyte Copy Share Image
“The old poems said that lovers were made for each other. But that wasn't true for Kai and Elliot. They hadn't been… — Diana Peterfreund Copy Share Image
“And if I am not mistaken here is the secret of the greatness that was Spain. In Spain it is men that… — W. Somerset Maugham Copy Share Image
The role of the poet is almost nothing...drearily nothing. And when he steps outside of his boots and tries to get tough… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Ilm is rather a comprehensive term, for the Prophet has said: “Knowledge consists of three things, a clear verse (of the Qur-… — Franz Rosenthal Copy Share Image
Baby, I have no idea how this will end. Maybe the equator will fall like a hula hoop from the earth's hips… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
“sometimes when everything seems at its worst when all conspires and gnaws and the hours, days, weeks years seem wasted – stretched… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
Around the time of the Terran Caesar Augustus, a Martian artist had been composing a work of art. It could have been… — Robert A. Heinlein Copy Share Image
I am drawn to people that are not going to shy away from the very dark, scary stuff of the human condition… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
Poetry is one of the most fugitive arts: it can be assigned to memory, taken and hidden in the mind, smuggled into… — Eavan Boland Copy Share Image
As if channeling Robbe-Grillet, who strove to establish 'new relations between man and the world,' Sesshu Foster's electrifying prose poems tenderly examine… — Wanda Coleman Copy Share Image
“ Native Soil There's Nobody simpler than us, or with more pride, or fewer tears. (1922) Our hearts don't wear it as… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
“This world that was our home for a brief spell never brought us anything but pain and grief; its a shame that… — Omar Khayyám Copy Share Image
If we think about folk forms, they belong to disenfranchised people, people who have not been allowed access to the poetry of… — Eliza Griswold Copy Share Image
I’ve noticed a fascinating phenomenon in my twenty-five years of teaching - that schools and schooling are increasingly irrelevant to the great… — John Taylor Gatto Copy Share Image
“No, I am just writing this because, sometimes, you’re still all I have to write about. Sometimes you’re the only thing that… — Moriah Pearson Copy Share Image
1 - 2 The most original sin is not the thinker's but the poet's. Jose Bergamin The novel is born of disillusionment;… — Jose Bergamin Copy Share Image
“I wanted to write some words you'd remember. Words so alert they'd leap from the paper, crawl up your shoulder, lie by… — C.L. Foster Copy Share Image
“That man who does not believe that each day contains an earlier, more sacred, and auroral hour than he has yet profaned,… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
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