“… Fourier 's great mathematical poem ... { Referring to Joseph Fourier 's mathematical theory of the conduction of heat, one of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The poem has a social effect of some kind whether or not the poet wills it to have. It has a kenetic… — Denise Levertov Copy Share Image
“They’ll ask you, child, what you know of suffering. They’ll ask you where it hurts the most, when the pain changes like… — Kwame Opoku-Duku Copy Share Image
“And in a mad trance Strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings We decay Like corpses in a charnel Fear & Grief… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Take a tram ride today. Recognise a dear friend in everyone around. Speak kindly to yourself. It is only your thoughts that bring you… — Dragos Bratasanu, Ph.D Copy Share Image
“Herr kakkerlakk i fotsid frakk og med for store sko, gikk på basar og vant et par kalosjer nummer to. Herr kakkerlakk… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Whenever I get lost in a novel I just throw a poem in. What it does is flare up, and it's so… — Kate Braverman Copy Share Image
“It is not good form to take a Trick out unless one is so firmly established as to be able to afford… — Fran Lebowitz Copy Share Image
“Grand Sky/Grand Prairie Both harbor the vastness of space. One holds the space Of starlight, thunder snow, rock and icy comets, scrolls… — Pattiann Rogers Copy Share Image
“Have it compose a poem- a poem about a haircut! But lofty, tragic, timeless, full of love, treachery, retribution, quiet heroism in… — Stanislaw Lem Copy Share Image
“Poem For Laura" Now come the bright prophets across my life. The solemn fl esh, the miracles, and the pain. Across the… — Jack Gilbert Copy Share Image
“The yellow moon dreamily tipping buttons of light down among the leaves. Marimba, marimba - from beyond the black street. Somebody dancing,… — Denise Levertov Copy Share Image
“we are burning like a chicken wing left on the grill of an outdoor barbecue we are unwanted and burning we are… — Charles Bukowski Copy Share Image
“Ahora que no te escribo cuando me voy. Ahora que estoy más vivo de lo que estoy. Ahora que nada es urgente,… — Joaquín Sabina Copy Share Image
“We are the poem's ancient band of twelve that proceeds through the ages. There were twelve of us, when we ruled the… — Selma Lagerlöf Copy Share Image
I was in juvenile detention center, and I was in Rikers Island. And there was an anthology written by the inmates called… — Lemon Andersen Copy Share Image
“Give winter nothing; hold; and let the flake Poise or dissolve along your upheld arms. All flawless hexagons may melt and break;… — James Wright Copy Share Image
“The world of light and starry grace; within your mind I live to trace. Your thought’s speed in thunder’s glory, lightening my… — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
“In icy footsteps do actors tread in moonlight's chill, In crystalline depth, The players set, To entertain and do no ill. ©… — Stewart Stafford Copy Share Image
Often people, when they're confronted with a poem, it's like someone who keep saying 'what is the meaning of this? What is… — Billy Collins Copy Share Image
“The Beautiful Poem" I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking about you. Pissing a few moments ago I looked down at… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
“No matter how you are taught by your teacher about how to recite a poem, it is impossible to wear your teacher's… — Israelmore Ayivor Copy Share Image
With this pen I take in hand my selves and with these dead disciples I will grapple. Though rain curses the window… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
“A poem is all that's left of my lost loneliness... It is like a window that looks into a swimming pool... Or… — Chelsey Minnis Copy Share Image
“Though the body is its genesis, a poem is the vision of a process Out of ceaseless motion in edgeless space Carved… — Frank Bidart Copy Share Image
As children gath'ring pebbles on the shore. Or if I would delight my private hours With music or with poem, where so… — John Milton Copy Share Image
The main thing a poem ought to be is musical. It should be rhythmic. You should hear it as a musical piece… — John Cooper Clarke Copy Share Image
“I saw a white toilet, with no plumbing, alone in a field of snow. Well, almost alone. There were two naked albinos… — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
Now no one will listen to songs. The prophesied days have begun. Latest poem of mine, the world has lost its wonder,… — Anna Akhmatova Copy Share Image
“I want a fairytale romance in a make-believe land. Let’s run through the beautiful meadow and pretend the walls aren’t closing in.… — Kayla Krantz Copy Share Image
“Will and Love practiced to invoke her Majesty Kundalini In the world where Adepts die and bloom as Lotuses The perfection of… — Natasa Pantovic Nuit Copy Share Image
The heft of a life in the hands grows both lighter and weightier. Over time, my life has become more saturated with… — Jane Hirshfield Copy Share Image
“and when we speak we are afraid our words will not be heard nor welcomed but when we are silent we are… — Audre Lorde Copy Share Image
The writing of an assay-type poem or a poem investigating perspective isn't an exercise of rational or strategic mind. Poems for me… — Jane Hirshfield Copy Share Image
“Think the tree that bears nutrition: though the fruits are picked, the plant maintains fruition. So give all the love you have.… — Kamand Kojouri Copy Share Image
“Each today, well-lived, makes yesterday a dream of happiness and each tomorrow a vision of hope. Look, therefore, to this one day,… — Robin Craig Clark Copy Share Image
“Secure in his flight Rider on the constant winds Hawk flies through his days Looks then to the east Prompted by fate’s… — Steve Robison Copy Share Image
How does one happen to write a poem: where does it come from? That is the question asked by the psychologists or… — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
“If the feet of enlightenment moved, the great ocean would overflow; If that head bowed, it would look down upon the heavens.… — Paul Reps Copy Share Image
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind; Quietly they go, the… — Edna St Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
![“Have it compose a poem- a poem about a haircut! But lofty, tragic, timeless, full of love, treachery, retribution, quiet heroism in the face of certain doom! Six lines, cleverly rhymed, and every word beginning with the letter S!!” [sic]…. Seduced, shaggy Samson snored. She scissored short. Sorely…” quote by Stanislaw Lem](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/i/d98/stanislaw-lem-7367_love_have-it-compose-a-poem-a-poem-about-a-ha_1397775.jpg)
