“Poem of Thanks Years later, long single, I want to turn to his departed back, and say, What gifts we had of… — Sharon Olds Copy Share Image
“ Other Lives And Dimensions And Finally A Love Poem My left hand will live longer than my right. The rivers of… — Bob Hicok Copy Share Image
“It wouldn't have to be sunny It wouldn't have to be anything else then just that It would really simplify my walk… — Jackie Clark Copy Share Image
“You know that book of poems I’m always carrying around? [...] In one of her poems, she calls hope the ‘thing with… — Roshani Chokshi Copy Share Image
“She grew tired of shielding her body, For societal expectation and propriety, Double standards and sobriety, Ideologies of prudent cries, And boys… — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share Image
“My child, I know you're not a child But I still see you running wild Between those flowering trees. Your sparkling dreams,… — Antonia Michaelis Copy Share Image
I think the biggest thing that I have to do is to remind people that poetry is there for us to turn… — Natasha Trethewey Copy Share Image
“He who creates a poison, also has the cure. He who creates a virus, also has the antidote. He who creates chaos,… — Suzy Kassem Copy Share Image
“I went out to the hazel wood because a fire was in my head cut and peeled a hazel wand and hooked… — W.B. Yeats Copy Share Image
A long-term substance abuser, a few months before his death, penned this poem: Went downtown, Hastings and Main, looking for relief from… — Gabor Mate Copy Share Image
“If only you would realize some day, how much have you hurt me, If only your heart ever, craves for me or… — Mehek Bassi Copy Share Image
It's unsettling, to lose the safety of the familiar, even when what's disrupted is an ordinary routine. When I began this poem,… — Mark Doty Copy Share Image
We all need poetry. The moments in our lives that are characterized by language that has to do with necessity or the… — Tracy K. Smith Copy Share Image
“Objects and Objectives To contemplate LEGO. Many colours. Many shapes. Many inventive and useful shapes. Plastic. A versatile and practical substance. Symbolic… — Jay Woodman Copy Share Image
“The world's an incessant transformation, and to meditate is awareness, with no clinging to, no working on, the mind. It is a… — Robert Gray Copy Share Image
“Dear . . . You’re the poem I couldn’t finish The journey I should have never started I saw tragedy in our… — Samantha King Copy Share Image
“A JEWELRY STORE NAMED INDIA If you hold this Dazzling emerald Up to the sky, It will shine a billion Beautiful miracles… — Suzy Kassem Copy Share Image
“And yet I would not be a child again. For surely as the night succeeds the day, So surely will their mirth… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
“The Congregating of Stars They often meet in mountain lakes, No matter how remote, no matter how deep Down and far they… — Pattiann Rogers Copy Share Image
“But anyhow it is true that this, which is our first poem, might very well be our last poem too. It might… — G.K. Chesterton Copy Share Image
“Scene: Darkness. Suddenly, a single spotlight illuminates Apollo standing on the front porch of the Big House. The house is a bold… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“[ The Old Astronomer to His Pupil ] Reach me down my Tycho Brahe , I would know him when we meet,… — Sarah Williams Copy Share Image
“Yuletide Unburdening by Stewart Stafford Fading embers of the final Christmas test, No more the frantic angst of dawn, Now it is… — Stewart Stafford Copy Share Image
“The wind you hear is the birth of memory when the moment hatches in time’s womb there will be no art talk.… — Keropatse Kgositsile Copy Share Image
“The day is early with birds beginning and the wren in a cloud piping like the child in the poem, drop thy… — Janet Frame Copy Share Image
“the answer is to just let go the betrayal is to the past the cocoon dangles empty the desire outlasts the object… — David Levithan Copy Share Image
“Quote from "The Whole World Is Gone" "… It's sensual, though, too, and interestingly mental. What I do alone, loving him in… — Jennifer Grotz Copy Share Image
“Looking from outside into an open window one never sees as much as when one looks through a closed window. There is… — Charles Baudelaire Copy Share Image
Poems, to me, do not come from ideas, they come from a series of images that you tuck away in the back… — Carolyn Kizer Copy Share Image
“Night after night on starry wings Night lovers soared so high Miles apart, across the oceans Their love forgot to sigh In… — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
“DAISIES It is possible, I suppose that sometime we will learn everything there is to learn: what the world is, for example,… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“Ah Sun-flower! weary of time, Who countest the steps of the Sun: Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller's journey… — William Blake Copy Share Image
You were here and the pain was gone but as soon as you came you left the pain was back and so… — Tanner Warfel 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
“Now, lying on my back in bed, I imagined Buddy saying, ‘Do you know what a poem is, Esther?’ ‘No, what?’ I… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I did a short film at Outfest, 'Where Are the Dolls,' based on an Elizabeth Bishop poem done, where I play this… — Megan Follows Copy Share Image
When Keats says: 'Axioms in philosophy are not axioms until they are proved upon our pulses', what he means is that we… — Andrew Motion 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