It's just an old alley cat that has followed us all the way home. It hasn't a star on its forehead, or a silky… — Eve Merriam Copy Share Image
Don't be polite. Bite in. Pick it up with your fingers and lick the juice that may run down your chin. It is ready… — Eve Merriam Copy Share Image
When something is too beautiful or too terrible or even too funny for words, then it is time for poetry. — Eve Merriam Copy Share Image
whatever you do, find ways to read poerty. Eat it, drink it, enjoy it, and share it. — Eve Merriam Copy Share Image
I dream of giving birth to a child who will ask: "Mother, what was war?" — Eve Merriam Copy Share Image
