Poetry Quote by William Stafford Download Open image ““Evening came, a paw, to the gray hut by the river.”” — William Stafford ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.2 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Poetry Poets
“...when evening fell and the grey twilight spread its dusky robe upon the waters, she stretched her arms out to the silent river that… — Jerome K. Jerome Copy Share Image
“At their very feet had been the river. The boat came breasting out of the mist, and in they stepped. All new things in… — Eudora Welty Copy Share Image
“From a lofty perch Tarzan viewed the village of thatched huts across the intervening plantation.” — Edgar Rice Burroughs Copy Share Image
“It was evening and would be when I woke. No matter. From the maple tree the Red-tail spoke.” — Cameron Conaway Copy Share Image
“I followed the river to the shallows where it spoke of its bed, in whispering tones as gentle as the sun's growing warmth.” — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“river, but we were both glad to sit and listen. After we landed, the walk” — Ann Swinfen Copy Share Image
“Behind the church lot stood a hedge of yew. He passed through the omen of its furry branches and found himself beside a noise… — R.A. MacAvoy Copy Share Image
“Be the night. Not the wind that stirs the trees, not even the soundless owl a-wing or the tiny mouse crouched motionless. Be the… — Robin Hobb Copy Share Image
“As the river that flows freely, your mind drives me to look at the cages that I have built around me.” — J.WOLF Copy Share Image
“He walks toward the river, placing his feet carefully. His suit is too warm and tight. He reaches the water’s edge. There is the dock, unused now, with its flaking paint and rotten boards, its underpilings drenched in green. Here at the great, dark river, here on the bank. It happens in an instant. It is all one long day,… — James Salter Copy Share
“He sat on the logs, smoking, drying in the sun, the sun warm on his back the river shallow ahead entering the woods, curving… — Ernest Hemingway Copy Share Image
People wander about what you are pursuing. You have to explain about the thread. — William Stafford Copy Share Image
I don't see writing as a communication of something already discovered, as "truths" already known. Rather, I see writing as a job of experiment.… — William Stafford Copy Share Image
An owl sound wandered along the road with me. I didn't hear it--I breathed it into my ears. — William Stafford Copy Share Image
The Way It Is There’s a thread you follow. It goes among things that change. But it doesn’t change. People wonder about what you… — William Stafford Copy Share Image
It's love,' they say. You touch the right one and a whole half of the universe wakes up, a new half. — William Stafford Copy Share Image
“There may be losses too great to understand That rove after you and--faint and terrible-- rip unknown through your hand.” — William Stafford Copy Share Image
It is as if the ordinary language we use every day has a hidden set of signals, a kind of secret code. — William Stafford Copy Share Image
My question is "when did other people give up the idea of being a poet?" You know, when we are kids we make up… — William Stafford Copy Share Image
The things you do not have to say make you rich. Saying the things you do not have to say weakens your talk. Hearing… — William Stafford Copy Share Image
“I am your own way of looking at things," she said. "When you allow me to live with you, every glance at the world… — William Stafford Copy Share Image
The name Phenomenal Woman was inspired by Maya Angelo, who wrote 'Phenomenal Woman', a favorite poem of mine. — Meena Harris Copy Share Image
A poet is wounded into speech, and he examines these wounds, meticulously, to discover how to heal them. The bad poet harangues at the… — Samuel R. Delany Copy Share Image
The poetry from the eighteenth century was prose; the prose from the seventeenth century was poetry. — David Hare Copy Share Image
“It took me years to learn to sit at my desk for more than two minutes at a time, to put up with the… — Erica Jong Copy Share Image
The word 'mundane' has come to mean 'boring' and 'dull', and it really shouldn't - it should mean the opposite. Because it comes from… — Richard Dawkins Copy Share Image
“In the streets, the children scream, the lovers cried, and the poets dreamed,” he crooned, putting down the metal grill tongs to take my… — Alexandria Clarke 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
You don’t read or overhear the voice in the poem, you are the voice in the poem. — Helen Vendler Copy Share Image
All lyrical work must, as a whole, be perfectly intelligible, but in some particulars a little unintelligible. — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe Copy Share Image
The world's history is a divine poem, of which the history of every nation is a canto, and every man a word. Its strains… — James A. Garfield Copy Share Image
