Bird Quote by Anne Stevenson Download Open image “Blackbirds are the cellos of the deep farms.” — Anne Stevenson ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.9 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bird Blackbirds Farms Inspirational Love
Again the blackbirds sings; the streams Wake, laughing, from their winter dreams, And tremble in the April showers The tassels of the maple flowers. — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
If I were to call it black music, that would be untrue. I don't know what that is, unless it would be some African… — Dexter Gordon Copy Share Image
“The sky darkened, the liquid singing of the blackbirds diminished and ceased, mud hens swam back to shore, climbed up the banks and huddled… — Leonard Gardner Copy Share Image
In New England they once thought blackbirds useless, and mischievous to the corn. They made efforts to destroy them. The consequence was, the blackbirds… — Benjamin Franklin Copy Share Image
How can you expect the birds to sing when their groves are cut down? — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
“I distinctly heard the blackbird from the top of a spruce tree, and clear as glass I heard the lark high up and several… — Per Petterson Copy Share Image
I am such an admirer of the Bedell Guitars instruments and its stewardship to respect Mother Nature and every individual tree used to create… — Lorrie Morgan Copy Share Image
“...the great black bird broods outside my window in the high dark night waiting to enfold me when I leave the house tomorrow only… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Yes, I do often write poems from the mind, but I hope I don't ignore feelings and emotions. — Anne Stevenson Copy Share Image
I have always made my own rules, in poetry as in life - though I have tried of late to cooperate more with my… — Anne Stevenson Copy Share Image
I write, or used to write, to explain to myself situations I couldn't otherwise solve or understand. Meditation comes very naturally to me. — Anne Stevenson Copy Share Image
I did know Ted Hughes and I partly wrote the book to explain to myself and others the complexities of a marriage that was… — Anne Stevenson Copy Share Image
Sylvia Plath was just a month and a half older than I, and when she committed suicide I was only 30 - and very… — Anne Stevenson Copy Share Image
Each word bears its weight, so you have to read my poems quite slowly. — Anne Stevenson Copy Share Image
Blake has always been a favorite, the lyrics, not so much the prophetic books, but I suppose Yeats influenced me more as a young… — Anne Stevenson Copy Share Image
A poem might be defined as thinking about feelings - about human feelings and frailties. — Anne Stevenson Copy Share Image
I married a young Englishman in Cambridge in 1955 and have lived in Britain every since. — Anne Stevenson Copy Share Image
You've got criminal courts and child welfare officials refusing to do their jobs and protect children so they can shift the cases over to… — Anne Stevenson Copy Share Image
There comes a time when you have to trust your own judgment, when you must close your eyes and let your instinct rule you. — Anne Stevenson Copy Share Image
And I have been very blessed, having coached some of the greatest that have ever played the game. But if I had to start… — Red Auerbach Copy Share Image
Some minds corrode and grow inactive under the loss of personal liberty; others grow morbid and irritable; but it is the nature of the… — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
Set the bird's wings with gold and it will never again soar in thesky. — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
“He unfixes the metal notch and slips his hand around the body of the bird. Feels its heat, its small heart beating. He stares… — Nina Schuyler Copy Share Image
I would rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach 10,000 stars how not to dance. — e. e. cummings Copy Share Image
Can you imagine any better example of divine creative accomplishment that the consummate flying machine that is a bird? The skeleton, very flexible and… — Guy Murchie Copy Share Image
Surely, God could have caused birds to fly with their bones made of solid gold, with their veins full of quicksilver, with their flesh… — Galileo Galilei Copy Share Image
And wheresoever, in his rich creation, Sweet music breathes--in wave, or bird, or soul-- 'Tis but the faint and far reverberation Of that great… — Frances Sargent Osgood Copy Share Image
A clock struck out the hour of twelve, and the bird in the hedgerow was still singing as we marched out to the roadway,… — Patrick MacGill Copy Share Image
Every wife ought to answer for her man. If the husband be engaged in a seditious club, or drinks mysterious healths, or be frugal… — Joseph Addison Copy Share Image
Meanwhile, the trees were just as green as before; the birds sang and the sun shone as clearly now as ever. The familiar surroundings… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
When they started to drain a swamp where birds and fish had lived, for a new housing development down the road from his apartment,… — Maile Meloy Copy Share Image
