“My Personality unfolding before you like a Swiss Army knife.” — Katerina Stoykova Klemer Copy Share Image
Every time you write a poem it’s apocalyptic. You’re revealing who you really are to yourself. — Li-Young Lee Copy Share Image
Many performance poets seem to believe that yelling a poem makes it comprehensible. They are wrong. — Marilyn Nelson Copy Share Image
“Music helps to forget This forsaken tomb, That is my abode Cellars down Far below Under the ground, ...” — E.A. Bucchianeri Copy Share Image
Just as a child is really a thing that wants to become a man, so is the poem an object of nature… — Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel Copy Share Image
“Memories of past. Heartaches of old. Courage of brass. Lessons of gold.” — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
... the poem reminds us of what we ourselves know, but did not know we knew; reminds us, above all, of what… — Kathleen Raine Copy Share Image
“If on thoughts of death we are fed, Thus, a coffin, became my bed.” — E.A. Bucchianeri Copy Share Image
“oh. she heard it too-no waters coursing, canyon empty, sun soundless- and the beast your life nowhere hiding (p. 103)” — Barbara Blatner Copy Share Image
“How young I seem; I am exceptional; I think of all I have. But really no one is exceptional, No one has… — Randall Jarell Copy Share Image
“… the river sliding along its banks, darker now than the sky descending a last time to scatter its diamonds into these… — Philip Levine Copy Share Image
Such a small, pure object a poem could be, made of nothing but air a tiny string of letters, maybe small enough… — Mary Karr Copy Share Image
I've spent much of my life being attuned to watching for an image or a phrase that can trigger what might be… — Pattiann Rogers Copy Share Image
A lot of people are writing poems and don't realize it. They have this limited idea of how the poem should sound… — Matthea Harvey Copy Share Image
“Then you are a poet?' she asked, fingering the flyer in her pocket. 'No not at all,' he waved his hand. 'I… — Karen Tei Yamashita Copy Share Image
Words are what sticks to the real. We use them to push the real, to drag the real into the poem. They… — Jack Spicer Copy Share Image
So much of our lives depends on accidents of birth, time, and geography. This haunts me. In some lives, few "or"s are… — Jane Hirshfield Copy Share Image
“I love you." lightning. Once it has forked, hot-white, from sky to earth, there is no going back. It's time. I feel… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“There are so many things to say; so many things that can't really be said. So much has happened; so little has… — Alysha Speer Copy Share Image
I don't remember the first poem that I wrote because I've been creating poems since I was around 2 or 3. I… — Sarah Kay Copy Share Image
“you said, “your bones belong in museums” i said, “when you kiss me, fireworks electrocute my spine” my mother is dying and… — irynka Copy Share Image
“COME ALONG We are calling for those who are willing To bring different gifts and different talents. Those who can sing must… — Euginia Herlihy Copy Share Image
A Friend Like You. A friend like you is like no other friend. A friend like you is a friend I don't… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“They’re close. Voices loud and fierce, Slapping faces with words. A scream … A cry … They’re getting closer. Did I lock… — Barbara Brooke Copy Share Image
The term 'epitaph' itself means 'something to be spoken at a burial or engraved upon a tomb.' When an epitaph is a… — James Fenton Copy Share Image
“The hardest step we all must take is blindly trust in who we are.” — Atticus Poetry Copy Share Image
