Looking at the sky last night and the moon in the first fresh dark, just a few stars, bright with their cold flares, I had a little crumpled thought, 'Oh well, the moon. It's just another place like California.' One's… — James Schuyler Copy Share Image
Snow falling softly on lashes of eyes you love, and a cold cheek growing warm next to your own in hushed dark familial December. — James Schuyler Copy Share Image
To change your phrase somewhat, I know that I like an art where disparate elements form an entity. — James Schuyler Copy Share Image
I do not usually revise much, though I often cut, particularly the end or toward the end of a poem — James Schuyler Copy Share Image
The aim of the poet, or other artist, is first to make something; and it's impossible to make something out of words and not… — James Schuyler Copy Share Image
Looking at the sky last night and the moon in the first fresh dark, just a few stars, bright with their cold flares, I… — James Schuyler Copy Share Image
A nothing day full of wild beauty .... Little fish stream by, a river in water. — James Schuyler Copy Share Image
It is always pleasant to learn that someone takes an interest in a work which one enjoyed writing — James Schuyler Copy Share Image
Well, if this is poetry, I'm certainly never going to write any myself. — James Schuyler Copy Share Image
However, if a poem can be reduced to a prose sentence, there can't be much to it. — James Schuyler Copy Share Image
In the past I have declined to comment on my own work: because, it seems to me, a poem is what it is; because… — James Schuyler Copy Share Image
However, intention needn't enter in, and if a reader sees things in a religious way, and the work is dogmatically acceptable, then I don't… — James Schuyler Copy Share Image
