We poets would die of loneliness but for women, and we choose our men friends that we may have somebody to talk… — William Butler Yeats 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
“I told you in the course of this paper that Shakespeare had a sister; but do not look for her in Sir… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Let all Black Poets die as trumpets, And be buried in the dust of marching feet. — Etheridge Knight Copy Share Image
When poets die, other poets take it personally, almost as an affront. A lot of us "left behind" are thinking that poetry… — Allison Joseph Copy Share Image
