“All stories are about battles, of one kind or another, which end in victory and defeat. Everything moves toward the end, when… — John Berger Copy Share Image
“just then a little black ant struggles by alone, alone. And in that moment, I want us to give ourselves over to… — Michael Kleber-Diggs Copy Share Image
“Poetry was not meant to be a workhorse; it was not designed to paint pretty moral pictures of life; it was not… — Francis Beauchesne Thornton Copy Share Image
Today is such a strange day. The news is out about the Russians and mini-Donald. This seems like a turning point, but… — Matthew Zapruder Copy Share Image
I started out really young, when I was four, five, six, writing poems, before I could play an instrument. I was writing… — Willie Nelson 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
“Robert Frost didn’t like to explain his poems—and for good reason: to explain a poem is to suck the air from its… — Tony Leuzzi Copy Share Image
“You become a house where the wind blows straight through, because no one bothers the crack in the window or lock on… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
You make the sun shine on a cloudy day. When I'm sick you kiss the pain away. Your tender voice took away… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Is God still showing me love As He looks down from above? He silently sheds a tear as He longs to be… — Mercy Pheona Copy Share Image
“Autobiographia Literaria" When I was a child I played by myself in a corner of the schoolyard all alone. I hated dolls… — Frank O'Hara Copy Share Image
The "biggest" poems I ever made are based on the psychological principal of the "Johari Window:" what the self freely shares with… — Denise Duhamel Copy Share Image
“Most of my friends like words too well. They set them under the blinding light of the poem and try to extract… — Jack Spicer 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
O wicked and evil knights thus shine within the pillars of ivory silk and wine; disgrace O slithering snake of thirsty greed… — Johnny Luckett Copy Share Image
“I never have time to write anymore. And when I do I only write about how I never have time. It's work… — Charlotte Eriksson Copy Share Image
“Burial Cathy Linh Che There is the rain, the odor of fresh earth, and you, grandmother, in a box. I bury the… — Cathy Linh Che Copy Share Image
Even when writing your own poems, you need to talk to people; you need to magpie around, getting words and things. I'm… — Alice Oswald Copy Share Image
“Employment in the Small Bookstore" Twelve Poems, 1975 The dust is almost motionless in this narrowness, this stillness, yet how unlike a… — Denis Johnson Copy Share Image
“Do we not each dream of dreams? Do we not dance on the notes of lost memories? Then are we not each… — Nathan Reese Maher Copy Share Image
I think the first little jolt I got was reading Gerard Manley Hopkins - I liked other poems... but Hopkins was kind… — Seamus Heaney Copy Share Image
Lenelle Moïse's poems render the abstract - policy, disaster, history, diaspora - specific. Her words make the political not just personal, but… — Erin McKeown Copy Share Image
“I am a master wordsmith. I have the ability to bend words at will and invoke feelings with the stroke of my… — J.A. ANUM Copy Share Image
Poems reach up like spindrift and the edge of driftwood along the beach, wanting! They derive from a slow and powerful root… — Rumi Copy Share Image
A decade ago, my poems were precious little boxes, small and claustrophobic, completely inward gazing. I didn't possess the command to speak… — Robin Beth Schaer Copy Share Image
“Love doesn't always mean rings and veils and walks down the aisle. Sometimes love means broken windows and broken hearts, and not… — Jennifer Gooch Hummer Copy Share Image
“I believe in your kiss... your touch and the way you make me feel. I believe in your eyes... that make me… — Joe Fazio Copy Share Image
S. E. Smith's I Live in a Hut has a deceptively simple title, considering that the brain in that hut contains galaxies-worth… — Matthea Harvey Copy Share Image
I don't think that I ever believed that poetry would be a career. I have always thought of poems as something more… — Dana Goodyear Copy Share Image
“Between the Miles I have always counted the miles. Sometimes they came quick, Other times slow. The distance between things, The way… — Jacqueline Simon Gunn Copy Share Image
“Tea leaves thwart those who court catastrophe, designing futures where nothing will occur: cross the gypsy’s palm and yawning she will still… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Everybody has ideas. The vital question is, what do you do with them? My rock musician sons shape their ideas into music.… — Avi Copy Share Image
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility:whose texture compels me with the colour… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“At any time, and under any circumstances of human interest, is it not strange to see how little real hold the objects… — Wilkie Collins Copy Share Image
When I first became brave enough to tell people that I wrote poems, so many people would rave to me about Edna… — Tracy K. Smith Copy Share Image
“A thousand years or more ago, When I was newly sewn, There lived four wizards of renown, Whose name are still well-known:… — JK Rowling Copy Share Image
“STAY AN ORIGINAL WORK OF ART In this short lifetime, Why not be -- True to your own voice, Your own story,… — Suzy Kassem Copy Share Image
I started out writing poems before I figured to put melodies to them and play the guitar. Somewhere, there's a book out… — Willie Nelson Copy Share Image
I've always been - as a teacher, as graduate student, as a student, and I think, really, as a child - I've… — David Ferry Copy Share Image
