Poems like to have a destination for their flight. They are homing pigeons. — May Sarton Copy Share Image
“Excuse me, I feel interrupted and I think I've overdose from the idea of loving you.” — robert m drake Copy Share Image
“Your greatest dreams will always slumber within the vicious depths of fear.” — robert m drake Copy Share Image
“the sapphire depth of my own love...startles and warms and wounds my soul.” — Sanober Khan Copy Share Image
“Gardens in Spring with flowers abound their scent interwoven in the wind” — Meeta Ahluwalia Copy Share Image
The reason one writes poems is so that your poem will be remembered. — Peter Davison Copy Share Image
Pretty much the day I stopped being laureate, the poems that had been few and far between came back to me, like… — Andrew Motion Copy Share Image
“Poems were too close to prayer, rousing regrettable passions. Waiting for God to rescue you when it was up to you.” — Colson Whitehead Copy Share Image
“...you fantasize about me reading my poems to you - it doesn't work that way - I write down everything later -… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
“[poems are] crystals deposited after the effervescent contact of the spirit with reality. (cristaux deposes apres l'effervescent contact de l'esprit avec la… — Pierre Reverdy Copy Share Image
Poems are a dance of language that comes out when my body taps into the rhythm of language. Rhythm gets us naked… — Kim Hyesoon Copy Share Image
For Aliki Barnstone, poetry seems a natural medium. The vision and cadences of these poems suggest a sensibility for which poetry is… — Robert Pinsky Copy Share Image
Poems for children help them celebrate the joy and wonder of their world. Humorous poems tickle the funny bone of their imaginations. — Charles Ghigna Copy Share Image
Every so often I find some poems that are too good for the readers of The Atlantic because they are a little… — Peter Davison Copy Share Image
Reading Ngo Tu Lap's poems, terrible nostalgia wells up in me- nostalgia for a lost time and a far-gone country, nostalgia for… — Maxine Hong Kingston Copy Share Image
I read everything. I'll read a John Grisham novel, I'll sit and read a whole book of poems by Maya Angelou, or… — Jessye Norman Copy Share Image
I'm trying to create a collection of stories - the 'U.F.O.W.A.V.E.' songs are all stories. I haven't really taken direct lyrical influence… — King Krule Copy Share Image
“ After a Retreat What hast thou learnt today? Hast thou sounded awful mysteries, Hast pierced the veiled skies, Climbed to the… — Robert Hugh Benson Copy Share Image
And now my old dog is dead, and another I had after him, and my parents are dead, and that first world,… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
Poems give us permission to be unsure, in ways we must be if we are ever to learn anything not already known.… — Jane Hirshfield Copy Share Image
“In Poems of Love and Light: The Light of The Sun…Our Breath as One, the tenor seems to have changed slightly, as… — Frank L. DeSilva Copy Share Image
“Outside the study hall the next fall, the fall of our senior year, the Nabisco plant baked sweet white bread twice a… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
“So old were you, Grammpa— the last time I saw you, anaemic You looked like the monsoon in my town.” — Abhijit Sarmah Copy Share Image
The finest poems of the world have been expedients to get bread. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.” — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“Society will always be too fragile to accept us for all that makes us beautiful.” — robert m drake Copy Share Image
I'm all over my poems, even if their relation to my everyday life is that of dream to reality. — Matthea Harvey Copy Share Image
“She was cool— the whole world seemed to spin around her in smooth jazz.” — Atticus Poetry Copy Share Image
My earliest poems were a way of talking to somebody. I suppose to myself. — Philip Levine Copy Share Image
“Use love as the only instrument to question the world around you.” — robert m drake Copy Share Image
“...and I laugh and I spin and dance and frolic in ecstasy and I... I hurt no more, while you...you petrified little… — Kellie Elmore Copy Share Image
I wanted many of the poems to have long legs. At first I was calling them clothespin poems, before I knew what… — Lucie Brock-Broido Copy Share Image
Though it does seem like I have written an immense amount of work, over the years I have pushed the pause button.… — Denise Duhamel Copy Share Image
And Robert Lowell, of course - in his poems, we're not located in his actual life. We're located more in the externals,… — Mark Strand Copy Share Image
“Drugs to me have always been a pretty girl with a sly smile beckoning me with a finger down the dark path… — Atticus Poetry Copy Share Image
“You ask how it is possible to be your own father and son. You should seek answers, although it is better to… — Dejan Stojanovic Copy Share Image
So many things to think about, so many words to say. So many deeds to be done, so many habits to create.… — Kristiana Evans Copy Share Image
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