Lie in the sun with the child in your flesh shining like a jewel. Dream and sing, pagan, wise in your vitals. Stand still like a fat budding tree, like a stalk of corn athrob and aglisten in the heat.… — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share Image
Each generation must go further than the last or what's the use in it? — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share Image
It was the bumble bee and the butterfly who survived, not the dinosaur. — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share Image
No art can develop until it penetrates deeply into the life of the people. — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share Image
Human history is work history. The heroes of the people are work heroes. — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share Image
“The people are a story that never ends, A river that winds and falls and gleams erect in many dawns; Lost in deep gulleys, it turns to dust, rushes in the spring freshet, Emerges to the sea. The people are a story that is a long incessant Coming alive from the earth in better wheat, Percherons, Babies, and engines, persistent… — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share
A good civilization gives the greatest possible scope to the common passions and makes them intelligible among the great number of people. — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share Image
An abyss seems to have opened between the intellectual cosmopolites of culture and the people, hungry for word and meaning. — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share Image
Literature must spring from the deep and submerged humus of our life. — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share Image
The body repeats the landscape. They are the source of each other and create each other. — Meridel Le Sueur Copy Share Image
