“All I need to do is place my pen against paper and your love writes for me.” — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Dark is a way and light is a place, Heaven that never was Nor will be ever is always true —Dylan Thomas,… — Jeannette Walls Copy Share Image
A poem gives me a chance to have an encounter with a feeling, with an experience, with a wish, with an idea. — Tracy K. Smith Copy Share Image
A poem may be worked over once it is in being, but may not be worried into being. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“Her eyes were the color of whiskey and grace. Moments with her always felt like getting drunk on Sundays.” — B. Devine Copy Share Image
“He knows he will be hurt. The warnings come to him in bed because repose threatens him” — Louise Glück Copy Share Image
“How I'm glad to go back home! Once I truly have no more worry. Many of those who are in a hurry… — Ana Claudia Antunes Copy Share Image
They say you spend your whole life re-writing the first poem you ever loved. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Whoever you are, now I place my hand upon you/ That you may be my poem/ I whisper with my lips close… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
The poem is at last between two persons instead of two pages. In all modesty, I confess that it may be the… — Frank O'Hara Copy Share Image
Mother loved the wind. When I was growing up, she would recite this poem to me. Who has seen the wind? Neither… — Alice Steinbach Copy Share Image
“Don't focus on the words i write, pay attention to the ones i don't. These lines won't tell you much about me,… — Anjum Choudhary Copy Share Image
“I cast myself at him, like a fool, but he didn't see me. And then one day he noticed I was beautiful… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
In high school I was leafing through an anthology that our teachers had given up and I found a poem, I go,… — Edward Hirsch Copy Share Image
Martin's Monsanto poem holds devastating power. I heard the first public reading at the Resurgence Festival of well-being in London. It brought… — Tony Juniper Copy Share Image
“Offering I made a poem going to sleep last night, woke in sunlight, it was clean forgotten. If it was any good,… — Ursula K. Le Guin Copy Share Image
“Break out to go out: The birds dare to break the egg shell It does so in order to get out of… — Israelmore Ayivor Copy Share Image
“What great gravity is this that drew my soul towards yours? What great force, that though I went falsely, went kicking, went… — Donald Miller Copy Share Image
“Caleb dumped me on my birthday, Before I’d ordered an entrée, “What a dick!” some might say! But don’t you worry my… — J.C. McClean Copy Share Image
“I saw it, the first time I looked in her eyes. The language that lived within her. It was a language that… — Andrea Michelle Copy Share Image
“If I should have a daughter…“Instead of “Mom”, she’s gonna call me “Point B.” Because that way, she knows that no matter… — Sarah Kay Copy Share Image
“In every possibility of a mind May you travel, yet not blind. As a head filled with imagination, Goes a heart full… — Ana Claudia Antunes Copy Share Image
“True story This morning I jumped on my horse And went for a ride, And some wild outlaws chased me And shot… — Shel Silverstein Copy Share Image
“The Gauze of Flowers, A Love Poem” Remember when we couldn’t name it because it was a meadow wild with tulips, both… — Olena Kalytiak Davis Copy Share Image
“And you’re a tall drink of water because we’re so fucking thirsty” — Andrew Faulkner Copy Share Image
