Of course newspaper sportswriting is mostly terrible - and of course it is usually the best writing in the paper. — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
Work is style, and there is style without thought; not in theory, only in fact. When I take a sentence in my… — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
If our goal is to write poetry, the only way we are likely to be any good is to try to be… — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
I want to sleep like the birds then wake to write you again without hope that you read me. — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
Mere literary talent is common; what is rare is endurance, the continuing desire to work hard at writing. — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
I see no reason to spend your life writing poems unless your goal is to write great poems. — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
Today when I begin writing I’m aware: something that I don’t understand drives this engine. — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
To desire to write poems that endure-we undertake such a goal certain of two things: that in all likelihood we will fail,… — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
“When a long-desired baby is born, what joy! More happiness than we find in sex, more than we take in success, revenge, or wealth.… — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
“The tree is burning on the autumn noon That builds each year the leaf and bark again. Though frost will strip it raw and… — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
I wish you were that birch rising from the clump behind you, and I the gray oak alongside. — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
“When I was sixteen I read ten books a week: E.E. Cummings, William Faulkner, Henry James, Hart Crane, John Steinbeck. I thought I progressed… — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
Baseball, because of its continuity over the space of America and the time of America, is a place where memory gathers. — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
Sweet death, small son, our instrument Of immortality, Your cries and hungers document Our bodily decay. — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
For a hundred and fifty years, in the pasture of dead horses, roots of pine trees pushed through the pale curves of your ribs,… — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
The pleasure we feel, reading a poem, is our assurance of its integrity. — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
“As Henry Moore carved or modelled his sculpture every day, he strove to surpass Donatello 4. and failed, but woke the next morning elated… — Donald Hall Copy Share Image
