Quote by A.R. Ammons Download Open image ““The reeds give way to the wind and give the wind away”” — A.R. Ammons ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.7 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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“Equilibrations If you walk back and forth through a puddle pretty soon you wet the whole driveway but of course dry the puddle up.” — A.R. Ammons Copy Share Image
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“Where I am going, nothing of me will remain: yet, I'll drift through the voices of coyotes, drip into florets by a mountain rock.” — A.R. Ammons Copy Share Image
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“You are everywhere partial and entire. You are on the inside of everything and on the outside.” — A.R. Ammons Copy Share Image