I don't see that a single line can constitute a stanza, although it can constitute a whole poem. — James Fenton Copy Share Image
Poetry makes its own pertinence, and a single stanza outweighs a book of prose. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“Poetry isn’t an island, it is the bridge. Poetry isn’t a ship, it is the lifeboat. Poetry isn’t swimming. Poetry is water.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
I never 'plan' a stanza. Words cluster like chromosomes, determining the procedure. — Marianne Moore Copy Share Image
I'd say that the middle stanza is closer: that's the place where the poem ranges unexpectedly into a different realm. — Jane Hirshfield Copy Share Image
Is there a parson much bemused in beer, a maudlin poetess, a rhyming peer, a clerk foredoom'd his father's soul to cross,… — Alexander Pope Copy Share Image
“I’m engaged in the dance of the ages and the search for a song to go with it. Though Templeton’s A Veritable… — Chila Woychik Copy Share Image
The Italian word 'stanza' means 'a room', and a room is a good way to conceive of a stanza. A room, generally… — James Fenton Copy Share Image
Each poem seems to demand its own formal approach. In both drafting and revision, I'll play around with line lengths and stanza… — Allison Joseph Copy Share Image
“Wherever you go in the next catastrophé Be it sickroom, or prison, or cemet’ry Do not fear that your stay will be… — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
At four lines, with the quatrain, we reach the basic stanza form familiar from a whole range of English poetic practice. This… — James Fenton Copy Share Image
So much of our lives depends on accidents of birth, time, and geography. This haunts me. In some lives, few "or"s are… — Jane Hirshfield Copy Share Image
For no one, in our long decline,So dusty, spiteful and divided,Had quite such pleasant friends as mine,Or loved them half as much… — Hilaire Belloc Copy Share Image
I have said this to explain the stanza that follows, in which the soul replies to those who call in question its… — John of the Cross Copy Share Image
![“For no one, in our long decline,So dusty, spiteful and divided,Had quite such pleasant friends as mine,Or loved them half as much as I did. [stanza 3]The library was most inviting:The books upon the crowded shelvesWere mainly of our private writing:We kept a school and taught ourselves. [stanza…” quote by Hilaire Belloc](https://sms4smile.com/q/img-quotes/913/hilaire-belloc-2294_book_for-no-one-in-our-long-decline-so-dusty_140002.jpg)
