Hope Quote by Margaret Atwood

“Someone, and no matter who, inhabits my head like it’s an empty house, he enters, he leaves, he bangs each door behind him, powerless…

— Claude Esteban

“I am a shadow. I walk the wet roads under the dim light of the pale lamps, in the darkest hour of the cold…

— Foaad Ahmad

“It’s also the shadows of our past selves that let that dust and dirt continue to build.”

— Fumio Sasaki

“Poetry is a sound, asking the shadow to dance”

— Jana Ghossein

“Poetry is what you find in the dirt in the corner, overhear on the bus, God in the details, the only way to get…

— Elizabeth Alexander

“Poetry, to me, is a type of shamanistic chant capable of chasing away the darkness within us.”

— Leila Samarrai

“To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s…

— Frank Schaeffer

“‎"A noise, and the past was chased away, dispersed into the shadows like smoke by the brighter, louder present.”

— Kate Morton

“He’ll banish the shadows. He’ll silence the whispers. An the wounds of my soul will heal.”

— Moira Young

I think poems return us to that place of mud and dirt and earth, sun and rain.

— Kevin Young

“Because now that it's finally morning, the shadows are beginning to fade, the shadows that have been covering my mind and my soul. Now…

— Vixen Phillips

“Someone, and no matter where, collects the pieces of my shadow.”

— Claude Esteban