And Poetry Quotes
And Poetry Quote of the day
Poetry is a language in which man explores his own amazement.
Yet, it is true, poetry is delicious; the best prose is that which is most full of poetry.
Writers quite often starve. And I'm mainly just writing critical prose and poetry, that's a formula for starvation.
I wish our clever young poets would remember my homely definitions of prose and poetry; that is, prose = words in their best order; - poetry = the best words in the best order.
One of the most important differences I see between prose and poetry is the music of the language.
The music of revelation announces itself to the reader in somber brooding tones or in melodies light as air and one is invited to dance with the most captivating of partners: poetry.
We can write the new chapters in a visual language whose prose and poetry will need no translation.
A 21st century poet is a woman who can speak her mind and stand upright like a mountain with her convictions, but can adapt like water in an ever changing season without losing her genuine elements.
Poetry is a tool for writers to create literature in different forms of expression and messages.
A rain like melting pillows…a rain so beautifulI could neverhave let go ofif not certainthat someday...it would find its wayinto my poem.
Stop the tape, cut the paper! I will just write another poem and grab a microphone and push record again!
the time will come, my dearwhen I will hold you closeand all will beright againin the world.
May the nights always be aglowwith the bliss of the daywith unharmed hands and feetand kissed cheeks.
The American identity has never been a singular one and the voices of poets invariably sing, in addition to their own, the voices of those around them.
to be a poet meansto live with a permanent wound forever susceptibleto either the shade of the skyor someone's eyes.
How....will I ever truly depict you?You’re perfect, my writing isn’t.
I got so strongly addicted to love that I may not be able to breath without it. I fall so fondly in love with poetry that I read it in my dreams often and even unknowingly.
We will read books together inside the blanket and stay warm. And keep writing poetry in our respective journals. Time will fly but we will still remain inside the blanket forever.
And stay, my dearstay...forever, as my quiet song, in my lilac dawn.
A single poem, alonecan turn tidesscatter galaxiesand burst forth with riversfrom paradise.
They go to Paris to learn how to make bombs and they come back having learned only how to write poetry, which they think is more explosive.
If I began to drawmyself away from youwe’d still be liketwo mixed colors of paintimpossible to separate.
