Dark Quote by Carl Sandburg Download Open image “Poetry is a sky dark with a wild-duck migration.” — Carl Sandburg ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.3 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare Dark Ducks Migration Poetry Poetry is Sky
A poet is a bird of unearthly excellence, who escapes from his celestial realm arrives in this world warbling. If we do not cherish… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Poetry is the journal of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. Poetry is a search for syllables to… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Poetry is a diary kept by a sea creature who lives on land and wishes he could fly. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
The poet is a bird of strange moods. He descends from his lofty domain to tarry among us, singing; if we do not honor… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
Society's dark hull drifts further and further away. It is this place - the place of our separation, our distinction - that much of… — Tomas Transtromer 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
Poems like to have a destination for their flight. They are homing pigeons. — May Sarton Copy Share Image
Poetry is the journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Arithmetic is numbers you squeeze from your head to your hand to your pencil to your paper till you get the answer. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Gather the stars if you wish it so Gather the songs and keep them. Gather the faces of women. Gather for keeping years and… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Back of every mistaken venture and defeat is the laughter of wisdom, if you listen. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Somebody's little girl- how easy it is to make a sob story over who she once was and who she now is. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Let your heart look on white sea spray and be lonely. Love is a fool star. You and a ring of stars may mention… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Two bubbles found they had rainbows on their curves. They flickered out saying: "It was worth being a bubble, just to have held that… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Poetry is a series of explanations of life, fading off into horizons too swift for explanations. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
There are ten men in me and I do not know or understand one of them. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
“Time is the most valuable coin in your life. You and you alone will determine how that coin will be spent. Be careful that… — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess about what is seen during the moment. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
a women is like a tea bag.it's only when she is in hot water that you realize how strong she is. — Carl Sandburg Copy Share Image
Crony capitalism is essentially a condition in which... public officials are giving favours to people in the private sector in payment of political favours. — Alan Greenspan Copy Share Image
“I could see her will leaving and death seeping through her skin to skewer her soul.” — J.D. Stroube Copy Share Image
The soul wanders in the dark, until it finds love. And so, wherever our love goes, there we find our soul. — Mary Zimmerman Copy Share Image
“Men circle like bees around honey, buzzing to communicate their sexual despair.” — Carla H Krueger Copy Share Image
It's a really dark, emotionally wrenching world that we've created on 'The Walking Dead.' — Laurie Holden Copy Share Image
I get afraid of the dark if I'm in a great deal of dark, and I have to move around inside of that fear...… — Emil Ferris Copy Share Image
I guess he'll have to figure out someday that he is supposed to have this dark side, that it is part of what it… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
“Once upon a time, there was a naïve and innocent girl who thought she could tame the beast and live happily ever after. But… — Nenia Campbell Copy Share Image
Memory revises me. Even now a letter comes from a place I don’t know, from someone with my name and postmarked years ago, while… — Li-Young Lee Copy Share Image
Like the water of a deep stream, love is always too much. We did not make it. Though we drink till we burst, we… — Wendell Berry Copy Share Image
