When I get interested in a new topic I teach a class on it. There's a graduate seminar I teach in which… — Matthea Harvey Copy Share Image
At university, I had been obsessed with reading about the lives of Rimbaud and Baudelaire, and I was steeped in the crazy… — Iggy Pop Copy Share Image
“I'm the girl that goes backwards, takes wrong turns, stumbles in the dark. I'm also the girl that finds gold where others… — Melody Lee Copy Share Image
Each speech having its own character, the poetry it engenders will be peculiar to that speech also in its own intrinsic form.… — William Carlos Williams Copy Share Image
You pile of stones, you waste, you desolation, I'll stuff you with misery till it comes out of your eyes. I'll change… — Peter S. Beagle Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, a child will go under while their parent is watching, and they don’t even know anything is wrong. My mom asks… — Brenna Twohy Copy Share Image
“To the Parcae" A single summer grant me, great powers, and a single autumn for fully ripened song that, sated with the… — Friedrich Hölderlin Copy Share Image
I've always been obsessed with the grain of the human voice. It's the ultimate instrument, there's this whole level of virtuosity and… — Oneohtrix Point Never Copy Share Image
“Shubha let me sleep for a few moments in your violent silvery uterus Give me peace, Shubha, let me have peace Let… — Malay Roy Choudhury Copy Share Image
“Poetry is practically the only intellectual pursuit which we can be positive was highly developed and much practiced in pre-Islamic Arabia. It… — Franz Rosenthal Copy Share Image
“Neither black/red/yellow nor woman but poet or writer. For many of us, the question of priorities remains a crucial issue. Being merely… — Trinh T. Minh-ha Copy Share Image
The poem . . . is a little myth of man's capacity of making life meaningful. And in the end, the poem… — Robert Penn Warren Copy Share Image
Since poetry is infinitely valuable, I do not understand why it should be more valuable than this or that which is also… — Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel Copy Share Image
Poetry restores language by breaking it, and I think that much contemporary writing restores fantasy, as a genre of writing in contrast… — Michael Cisco Copy Share Image
With vocal and choral music, first and foremost, it's the text. Not only do I need to serve the text, but the… — Eric Whitacre Copy Share Image
“In the uproar, the confusion of accents and inflections how will you hear me when I open my mouth? Look for me,… — Li-Young Lee Copy Share Image
Let us face a pluralistic world in which there are no universal churches, no single remedy for all diseases, no one way… — Jacques Barzun Copy Share Image
Most of the poems I write go through forty versions and then stay in a file on my computer. I'm not very… — Nick Laird Copy Share Image
Speaking as an outsider is the most authentic voice for a poet. Poets who have one hundred thousand or one million readers… — Kim Hyesoon Copy Share Image
Religion, like poetry, is not a mere idea, it is expression. The self-expression of God is in the endless variety of creation;… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Usually I read several books at a time - old books, new books, fiction, nonfiction, verse, anything - and when the bedside… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“If you were destined to be a poet, then you won't brainstorm for lines that rhymes. If you were destined to be… — Michael Bassey Johnson Copy Share Image
“Any clear thing that blinds us with surprise, your wandering silences and bright trouvailles, dolphin let loose to catch the flashing fish...… — Robert Lowell Copy Share Image
“No sun—no moon! No morn—no noon— No dawn— No sky—no earthly view— No distance looking blue— No road—no street—no "t'other side the… — Thomas Hood Copy Share Image
“my mine , I searching for you .. long time in the trip time walls, searching you in was me.. I never… — Ridwan Nurwansyah Copy Share Image
“Ease this knot, Lord. I beg You, make it all stop. Songs, stop playing. Poetry, stop reciting. Planes, stop flying. I implore… — Claudia Serrano Copy Share Image
“To deny that there are sorrows and rewards after death is to deny the existence of God; since God exists, it must… — Collin de Plancy Copy Share Image
Ornate rhetorick taught out of the rule of Plato… To which poetry would be made subsequent, or indeed rather precedent, as being… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Learning, traveling and comparing the world, writing outraged poetry, producing revolutionary art, demonstrating, holding the older generation-including their own parents and grandparents,… — Andre Vltchek Copy Share Image
The job of the poet (a job which can't be learned) consists of placing those objects of the visible world which have… — Jean Cocteau Copy Share Image
“She reads his poems gratefully in her small Mississippi town. It's an undramatic life, yet these past months she seems to have… — Beth Ann Fennelly Copy Share Image
“Thirsty for being, the poet ceaselessly reaches out to reality, seeking with the indefatigable harpoon of the poem a reality that is… — Julio Cortázar Copy Share Image
“All dies! and not alone The aspiring trees and men and grass; The poets' forms of beauty pass, And noblest deeds they… — Herman Melville Copy Share Image
“Oftentimes in denying yourself pleasure you do but store the desire in the recesses of your being. Who knows but that which… — Kahlil Gibran Copy Share Image
The universal pervasion of ugliness, hideous landscapes, vile noises, foul language...everything. Unnatural, broken, blasted; the distortion of the dead, whose unburiable bodies… — Wilfred Owen Copy Share Image
I didn't start writing songs, honestly, until I started making my album. I was always doing poetry, but I never thought I… — Alessia Cara Copy Share Image
It really takes growing up to treasure the specialness of being different. Now I understand that I've gotten to enjoy things that… — Sonia Sotomayor Copy Share Image
Contemporary poetry ... tries to transform the sign back into meaning: its ideal, ultimately, would be to reach not the meaning of… — Roland Barthes Copy Share Image
In your arms I forget what the yarn knows of sweaters. I forget how to hold myself together. So if I unfold… — Andrea Gibson Copy Share Image
“JASON: 'Intended wings.' How depressing. MICHAEL: Yes. Makes them into suicides, really, the pigeons. JASON: No - no, it doesn't. It could… — Simon Gray Copy Share Image