I mean, it's hard to talk about death without realizing that's our end too, right? I am constantly aware of death. It's not that I want to be, but it's a fascination of the mind and it plays a role… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
Precise, graceful, and generous, the poems in SuperLoop, seem to be born out of a deep, careful attention and a profound compassion. Sometimes the quiet observer, sometimes the kid in the center of the messed-up carnival, these poems are the fireflies you’ve missed all winter, the longed-for return of the bees. Unaffected and inherently hopeful, Callihan’s work is as merciful… — Ada Limon Copy Share
“My mother was born on Valentine’s Day and because of that, I have oddly always loved Valentine’s Day. I have friends who absolutely hate the day. And I get that, I do. I can see through it as much as the next person, but I still believe that at its core, it’s a day to recognize love. A day to… — Ada Limon Copy Share
Language can also be play and music and beauty and desire and grief and rage and truth without always having to be message-driven or… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
I have been writing. Even when I intend not to write, I find myself writing. I'm currently in a place where I should be putting together the fifth book, but then more poems are coming. It's exciting and somewhat daunting. You know how we are when a new book of poems is at last coming together - all frenzy, distraction,… — Ada Limon Copy Share
I think, as poets, we are in the odd position of constantly defending our art form. Which is funny and also sort of invigorating, too. No one really says, "Oh you're a lawyer? I've never understood the law. In fact, I kind of hate it." Or, "Oh you wait tables? I didn't know that was something people did." I say… — Ada Limon Copy Share
“I denied it, this new land. But love, I’ll concede this: whatever state you are, I’ll be that state’s bird, the loud, obvious blur… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
“Think crucial hanging. Think crayon orange. There is one low, leaning heart-shaped globe left and dearest, can you tell, I am trying to love… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
There's so much rage in the world now and I'm finding poems to be the place where I want to stay. I rage and… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
“I wanted to be a hummingbird. It made sense to long for rapid wings and the ability to hover always— to be Huitzilopochtli taming… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
“Now, there's a twisty summer storm outside, and I desire nothing but this storm to come. The calm voice on the TV tells us… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
“I am not obsessing. I am just sitting here perforating this post-it with a push-pin.” — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
“Life is like that. You think you’re just slogging along and then something reminds you that just getting up in the morning and choosing… — Ada Limon Copy Share Image
