When Adam found his rib was gone He cursed and sighed and cried and swore And looked with cold resentment on The creature God has used it for. — John Hollander Copy Share Image
Geoffrey Hill may be the strongest and most original English poet of the second half of our fading century, although his work is by… — John Hollander Copy Share Image
A long project is like a secret houseguest, hidden in your study, waiting to be fed and visited. — John Hollander Copy Share Image
When Adam found his rib was gone He cursed and sighed and cried and swore And looked with cold resentment on The creature God… — John Hollander Copy Share Image
Poetry gets to be the poetry of life by successfully becoming first the poetry of poetry. — John Hollander Copy Share Image
We speak of memorizing as getting something 'by heart,' which really means 'by head.' But getting a poem or prose passage truly 'by heart'… — John Hollander Copy Share Image
“We and the trees and the way Back from the fields of play Lasted as long as we could. No more walks in the… — John Hollander Copy Share Image
To understand The signs that stars compose, we need depend Only on stars that are entirely there And the apparent space between them. There… — John Hollander Copy Share Image
