Poems like to have a destination for their flight. They are homing pigeons. — May Sarton Copy Share Image
“It made me happy that poems are referred to in the present tense even when the poet is in the past tense.” — David Benioff Copy Share Image
There are a lot of poems where I am questing for God. I don't think there is any finding of God. — Edward Hirsch Copy Share Image
The poems are all wrong. It's a bang, a really big bang. Not a whimper. And sometimes gold can stay. — Kami Garcia Copy Share Image
I've written poems about gifts. Life is inspirational; sometimes it comes from the most unlikely places. — Ama Ata Aidoo Copy Share Image
“poetry is not—except in a very limited sense—a form of self-expression. Who on earth supposes that the pearl expresses the oyster?” — Cecil Day-Lewis Copy Share Image
I try to hold both history and wilderness in mind, that my poems may the true measure of things and stand against… — Gary Snyder Copy Share Image
A poetess who had died young of cancer had said in one of her poems that for her, on sleepless nights, 'the… — Yasunari Kawabata Copy Share Image
I simply don't want the poems mixed up with my life or opinions or picture or any other regrettable concomitants. I look… — Randall Jarrell Copy Share Image
“When people ask me what I do for a living, I tell them I write poems. And then they say: 'No, what… — Mike Algera Copy Share Image
“The length of novels, poems and stories, is measured by the number of missing words; a thousand pages become one, one becomes… — Dejan Stojanovic Copy Share Image
“Yet, the man never goes slow! Feted against all the odds. How? Nobody knows. Undeterred, unabated, yet uncharted he goes...” — Subhajit Ganguly Copy Share Image
To realise belatedly that there are Swahili epic poems which rival their European equivalents for sweep and power has been exciting. — Giles Foden Copy Share Image
“I could take a walk with my wife and try to explain the ghosts I can't stop speaking to. Or I could… — Philip Schultz Copy Share Image
Everyone is so full of FUCKING BULL SHIT!!! you tell me lies yet you smile to my face!!! IM NOT YOUR BLOODY… — Hailey Whalen Copy Share Image
“blue-gold sky, fresh cloud, emerald-black mountain, trees on rocky ledges, on the summit, the tiny pin of a telephone tower-all brilliantly clear,… — Barbara Blatner Copy Share Image
My family didn't go to church. Once when I slept over at the house of a friend, her parents brought me to… — Cheryl Strayed Copy Share Image
“[L]ike poems, cruising carves privacy out of public spaces. Poems are a kind of private communication that occurs in public speech. And… — Garth Greenwell Copy Share Image
“Have you ever wondered What happens to all the poems people write? The poems they never let anyone else read? Perhaps they… — Shaun Tan Copy Share Image
“A crimson fire that vanquishes the stars;A pungent odor from the dusty sage;A sudden stirring of the huddled herds;A breaking of the… — Willa Cather Copy Share Image
“The poems that used to entrance me in the days of Miss Violence now struck me as overdone and sickly. Alas, burthen,… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image