Behinds Quote by Stanley Kunitz

“Wild geese fly south, creaking like anguished hinges;”

— Margaret Atwood

“Out of the clouds I hear a faint bark, as of a faraway dog. It is strange how the world cocks its ear to…

— Aldo Leopold

“That night she heard the branches tapping against the house and the window frames rattle. She sat alone and thought of the geese, she…

— James Salter

“There were snow geese there—hundreds of them, white and crisp against the dark and shining water, and more coming in, sounding like trumpets as…

— Erin Bow

Two sounds of autumn are unmistakable...the hurrying rustle of crisp leaves blown along the street...by a gusty wind, and the gabble of a flock…

— Hal Borland

“Wild Geese" You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the…

— Mary Oliver

“Without sight to get in the way of things, the whole world was suddenly alive with sound: the lapping of water as it washed…

— Kate Morton

Poems like to have a destination for their flight. They are homing pigeons.

— May Sarton

Something told the wild geese It was time to go. Though the fields lay golden Something whispered, "snow." Leaves were green and stirring, Berries,…

— Rachel Field

“Stray birds of the summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow leaves of autumn, which have no songs, flutter…

— Tagore Rabindranath

A poem should be wordless As the flight of birds.

— Archibald MacLeish

“Maybe late afternoon is autumn; summer’s retreat not being archived, but suspended, as the feathered vane of a bird wings its way across the…

— Michelle Cahill