Ada Limon

Precise, graceful, and generous, the poems in SuperLoop, seem to be born out of a deep, careful attention and a profound compassion.…

— Ada Limon

“My mother was born on Valentine’s Day and because of that, I have oddly always loved Valentine’s Day. I have friends who…

— Ada Limon

Language can also be play and music and beauty and desire and grief and rage and truth without always having to be…

— Ada Limon

I have been writing. Even when I intend not to write, I find myself writing. I'm currently in a place where I…

— Ada Limon

I think, as poets, we are in the odd position of constantly defending our art form. Which is funny and also sort…

— Ada Limon

“I denied it, this new land. But love, I’ll concede this: whatever state you are, I’ll be that state’s bird, the loud,…

— Ada Limon

“Think crucial hanging. Think crayon orange. There is one low, leaning heart-shaped globe left and dearest, can you tell, I am trying…

— Ada Limon

There's so much rage in the world now and I'm finding poems to be the place where I want to stay. I…

— Ada Limon

“I wanted to be a hummingbird. It made sense to long for rapid wings and the ability to hover always— to be…

— Ada Limon

“Now, there's a twisty summer storm outside, and I desire nothing but this storm to come. The calm voice on the TV…

— Ada Limon

“I am not obsessing. I am just sitting here perforating this post-it with a push-pin.”

— Ada Limon

“Life is like that. You think you’re just slogging along and then something reminds you that just getting up in the morning…

— Ada Limon

I'm always telling my students that the weirdest thing is the truth. I mean, the fact that we get up in the…

— Ada Limon

“My mother’s psychic says, everyone essentially wants the same thing as everyone else, a sense of belonging, a coming home.”

— Ada Limon

“I like the lady horses best, how they make it all look easy, like running 40 miles per hour is as fun…

— Ada Limon

“Every time I’m in an airport, I think I should drastically change my life: Kill the kid stuff, start to act my…

— Ada Limon

“A tall man was learning from a vendor how to pronounce churro. High in the sticky clouds of time, he kept repeating…

— Ada Limon

“Here is my sacrifice: my hummingbird landing in a stranger’s palm.”

— Ada Limon

I'm always talking about how the poems I am most obsessed with are like people: complex and unknowable and with a huge…

— Ada Limon

Poems have always been a place for questions for me. Not answers. And I have a lot of questions these days. One…

— Ada Limon

“All night I dreamt of bonfires and burn piles and ghosts of men, and spirits behind those birds of flame. I cannot…

— Ada Limon

I mean, it's hard to talk about death without realizing that's our end too, right? I am constantly aware of death. It's…

— Ada Limon

“Maybe my limbs are made mostly for decoration, like the way I feel about persimmons.”

— Ada Limon