“The man of imagination who turns to art for release and fulfilment of his baby promises contends with the sky through the… — William Carlos WIlliams Copy Share Image
Being an art form, verse cannot be "free" in the sense of having no limitations or guiding principle. — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
I will teach you my townspeople how to perform a funeral for you have it over a troop of artists unless one… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
Who isn't frustrated and does not prove it by his actions - if you want to say so? But through art the… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
“You remember I had a strong inclination all my life to be a painter. Under different circumstances I would rather have been… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
The War is the first and only thing in the world today. The arts generally are not, nor is this writing a… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
But all art is sensual and poetry particularly so. It is directly, that is, of the senses, and since the senses do… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
“To imitate nature involves the verb to do. To copy is merely to reflect something already there, inertly: Shakespeare's mirror is all… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
THE THOUGHTFUL LOVER Deny yourself all half things. Have it or leave it. But it will keep—or it is not worth the… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
The art of the poem nowadays is something unstable; but at least the construction of the poem should make sense; you should… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
But the thing that stands eternally in the way of really good writing is always one: the virtual impossibility of lifting to… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
When a man makes a poem, makes it, mind you, he takes words as he finds them interrelated about him and composes… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
“unsignificantly off the coast there was a splash quite unnoticed this was Icarus drowning” — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
“You're a romanticist. What do you think a man is, a papaya? To digest your dinner? In pill form?” — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
Imagination though it cannot wipe out the sting of remorse can instruct the mind in its proper uses. — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
A poem is this:/A nuance of sound/delicately operating/upon a cataract of sense/...the particulars/of a song waking/upon a bed of sound. — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
