“I believe that poems die the moment they are outwardly expressed.” — Maurice Maeterlinck Copy Share Image
It's physics. Pure physics, I'm falling fast and faster still. So fall with me. Fall down with me. And stay. — Cecily von Ziegesar Copy Share Image
I believe in rooting poems in actual places, even if you move into some other extraordinary realm. — Edward Hirsch Copy Share Image
The dark night was the first book of poetry and the constellations were the poems. — Chet Raymo Copy Share Image
Nature composes some of her loveliest poems for the microscope and the telescope. — Theodore Roszak Copy Share Image
“And I'm not a poet: but never despair! I'll madly live the poems I shall never write.” — Aldous Huxley Copy Share Image
Leo Connellan has retained his soul and voice in Provincetown and Other Poems. — Karl Shapiro Copy Share Image
It is clear that we do not exactly choose our poems; our poems choose us. — May Sarton Copy Share Image
Artists and writers have to deal with the element that makes the real real and the dream real while you are dreaming… — Ben Okri Copy Share Image
“the poem doesn’t have stanzas, it has a body, the poem doesn’t have lines,/ it has blood, the poem is not written… — José Luís Peixoto Copy Share Image
Some poems are written great, some poems are written swell. But then there are poems that could win a prize in Hell. — Stanley Victor Paskavich Copy Share Image
Remember the plants, trees, animal life who all have their families, their histories too. Talk to them, listen to them. They are… — Joy Harjo Copy Share Image
“You are allowed to peel, just as you are allowed to reshape. You are allowed to re-form, just as you are allowed… — B. Elae Copy Share Image
“If I could have one friend, just one in all the world, I know that I would not seek out a boy… — Richelle E. Goodrich Copy Share Image
I never try to force poems into a collection simply because they were written/published within a certain period of time. They will… — Rigoberto Gonzalez Copy Share Image
“I have seen your darkest nights and brightest days and I want you to know that I will be here forever loving… — Atticus Poetry Copy Share Image
I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a… — Gilda Radner Copy Share Image
“And now, for something completely the same: Wasted time and wasted breath, 's what I'll make, until my death. Helping people 'd… — Will Advise Copy Share Image
“Nothing is a masterpiece - a real masterpiece - till it's about two hundred years old. A picture is like a tree… — Joyce Cary Copy Share Image
“Girls, be good to these spirits of music and poetry that breast your threshold with their scented gifts. Lift the lyre, clear… — Sappho Copy Share Image
In White Summer, Joelle Biele exhibits a Roethke-like affinity with nature and natures creatures. At times a miniaturist, Biele constructs exquisite addresses… — Elizabeth Spires Copy Share Image
Here are poems from a new generation of writers who honor the magnetic fields of the real; who feel and think with… — Jane Hirshfield Copy Share Image
Spring has again returned. The Earth is like a child that knows many poems. Many, O so many. For the hardship of… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“Monster a person though monster not human. Monster like music. Like Beatles! Like Schumann! World full of stupid. World full of noise.… — Jennifer Finney Boylan Copy Share Image
