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and discussion search Home My Books Groups Recommendations genres listopia giveaways popular goodreads voice ebooks fun trivia quizzes quotes community creative writing people events Explore quote Quotes About Poetry Quotes tagged as "poetry" (showing 1,471-1,500 of 3,000) Criss Jami Anger's like a battery that leaks acid right out of me And it starts from the heart 'til it reaches my outer me ? Criss Jami, Venus in Arms tags: acid, anger, battery, control, heart, inner, lyrics, out-of-control, outer , poem, poetry, psychology, rage, rhyme, rhythm, self-control 20 likes Like Philip Larkin Everyone should be forcibly transplanted to another continent from their family a t the age of three. ? Philip Larkin, Philip Larkin: Letters to Monica tags: family, letters-to-monica, philip-larkin, poem, poet, poetry, youth 19 lik es Like Sappho In fact she herself once blamed me Kyprogeneia because I prayed this word: I want. ? Sappho, If Not, Winter: Fragments of Sappho tags: poetry, poetry-quotes 16 likes Like Santosh Kalwar I never heard sound and thrill of my painful heart until that very day she touche d it. ? Santosh Kalwar tags: emotion, heart, inspirational, life-lessons, painful, poetry, touch 14 lik es Like ??? ???? ??????? ?????????

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To take to give is all, return what is hungrily given Puffing the pounds of manna up through the dew to heaven, The lovely gift of the gab bangs back on a blind shaft. To lift to leave from the treasures of man is pleasing death That will rake at last all currencies of the marked breath And count the taken, forsaken mysteries in a bad dark. To surrender now is to pay the expensive ogre twice. Ancient woods of my blood, dash down to the nut of the seas If I take to burn or return this world which is each man's work. ? Dylan Thomas, Collected Poems tags: life, poetry, reciprocity, writer-s-block 9 likes Like ???? ?????? I believe in being a poet in all moments of life. Being a poet means being human. I know some poets whose daily behavior has nothing to do with their poetry. In other words, they are only poets when they write poetry. Then it is finished and they turn into greedy, indulgent, oppressive, shortsighted, miserable, and envi ous people. Well, I cannot believe their poems ? ???? ?????? tags: poetry, poets 9 likes Like Jacques Prvert Les enfants qui s'aiment s'embrassent debout Contre les portes de la nuit Et les passants qui passent les dsignent du doigt Mais les enfants qui s'aiment Ne sont l pour personne Et c'est seulement leur ombre Qui tremble dans la nuit Excitant la rage des passants Leur rage, leur mpris, leurs rires et leur envie Les enfants qui s'aiment ne sont l pour personne Ils sont ailleurs bien plus loin que la nuit Bien plus haut que le jour Dans l'blouissante clart de leur premier amour ? Jacques Prvert, Paroles tags: first-love, francais, poetry 9 likes Like you re already naked in this world in this time in this life beacause your next love your next hunger you next laughter and even your next tear may never come ? Baharak Sedigh tags: iran, love, persian-poetry, poetry 8 likes Like Eugenio Montale Ho sceso, dandoti il braccio, almeno un milione di scale e ora che non ci sei il vuoto ad ogni gradino. Anche cos stato breve il nostro lungo viaggio. Il mio dura tuttora, n pi mi occorrono le coincidenze, le prenotazioni, le trappole, gli scorni di chi crede che la realt sia quella che si vede. Ho sceso milioni di scale dandoti il braccio non gi perch con quattr'occhi forse si vede di pi. Con te le ho scese perch sapevo che di noi due le sole vere pupille, sebbene tanto offuscate,

erano le tue. ? Eugenio Montale, Satura, 1962-1970 tags: italian, poetry 8 likes Like Lopold Sdar Senghor New York! I say New York, let black blood flow into your blood. Let it wash the rust from your steel joints, like an oil of life Let it give your bridges the curve of hips and supple vines. Now the ancient age returns, unity is restored, The recociliation of the Lion and Bull and Tree Idea links to action, the ear to the heart, sign to meaning. See your rivers stirring with musk alligators And sea cows with mirage eyes. No need to invent the Sirens. Just open your eyes to the April rainbow And your eyes, especially your ears, to God Who in one burst of saxophone laughter Created heaven and earth in six days, And on the seventh slept a deep Negro sleep. ? Lopold Sdar Senghor, The Collected Poetry tags: africa, new-york-city, poetry 7 likes Like Catullus Come boy, and pour for me a cup Of old Falernian. Fill it up With wine, strong, sparkling, bright, and clear; Our host decrees no water here. Let dullards drink the Nymph's pale brew, The sluggish thin their blood with dew. For such pale stuff we have no use; For us the purple grape's rich juice. Begone, ye chilling water sprite; Here burning Bacchus rules tonight! ? Catullus, Selections From Catullus: Translated into English verse with an Intr oduction on the theory of Translation tags: alcohol, bacchus, poetry, water, wine 7 likes Like John Tottenham IMPROVIDENCE The other lives I might have led All now might as well be Dead. Survived by no one. Barren, without issue of any sort: This withered bud, failed In art and love. With no time left To change my course. But time enough for infinite remorse. ? John Tottenham, The Inertia Variations tags: improvidence, poetry 7 likes Like David Thewlis He'd been let down so often His brow was on the floor But then they found A small hole in the ground And let him down some more ? David Thewlis tags: david-thewlis, descent, poetry 6 likes Like Cameron Conaway Poets, like fighters, both reap the benefits of roadwork. ? Cameron Conaway, Caged: Memoirs of a Cage-Fighting Poet tags: fighting, poetry, training, writing 6 likes Like Virginia Woolf I told you in the course of this paper that Shakespeare had a sister; but do not

look for her in Sir Sidney Lee's life of the poet. She died young--alas, she nev er wrote a word. She lies buried where the omnibuses now stop, opposite the Elep hant and Castle. Now my belief is that this poet who never wrote a word and was buried at the crossroads still lives. She lives in you and in me, and in many ot her women who are not here tonight, for they are washing up the dishes and putti ng the children to bed. But she lives; for great poets do not die; they are cont inuing presences; they need only the opportunity to walk among us in the flesh. ? Virginia Woolf, A Room of One's Own tags: aspirations, dignity, dreams, empowerment, equality, feminism, fiction, ge nder, opportunities, poetry, self-determination, social-norms, women, women-writ ers 6 likes Like T.S. Eliot Honest criticism and sensible appreciation are directed not upon the poet but upo n the poetry. ? T.S. Eliot, Collected Poems, 1909-1962 tags: poetry 5 likes Like Charles Baudelaire With heart at rest I climbed the citadel's Steep height, and saw the city as from a tower, Hospital, brothel, prison, and such hells, Where evil comes up softly like a flower. Thou knowest, O Satan, patron of my pain, Not for vain tears I went up at that hour; But like an old sad faithful lecher, fain To drink delight of that enormous trull Whose hellish beauty makes me young again. Whether thou sleep, with heavy vapors full, Sodden with day, or, new appareled, stand In gold-laced veils of evening beautiful, I love thee, infamous city! Harlots and Hunted have pleasures of their own to give, The vulgar herd can never understand. ? Charles Baudelaire tags: france, poetry 5 likes Like Francesca Lia Block I will go to campus alone dressed in antique silk slips and beat-up cowboy boots and gypsy beads, and I will study poetry. I will sit on the edge of the fountain in the plaza and write. ? Francesca Lia Block, Girl Goddess #9: Nine Stories tags: berkeley, poetry, writing 5 likes Like Mahmoud Darwish I see a bird carrying me and carrying you, with us as its wings, beyond the dream , to a journey that has no end and no beginning, no purpose and no goal. I do no t speak to you, and you do not speak to me; we listen only to the music of silen ce. Silence is the friend's trust of friend, imagination's self-confidence betwe en rain and rainbow. A rainbow is inspiration provoking the poet, uninvited, the infatuation of the p oet with the prose of the Quran. Which of your Lord's blessings do you disown? We are absent, you and I; we are present, you and I. And absent. Which of your Lord's blessings do you disown? ? Mahmoud Darwish, Absent Presence tags: poetry 5 likes Like Robyn Donald ...the collective wisdom of humanity [is] enshrined in its poetry.

? Robyn Donald, Tiger, Tiger tags: poetry, tiger-tiger 5 likes Like Aldous Huxley Mon Dieu, la vie est par trop moche. ? Aldous Huxley tags: poetry, the-walk 4 likes Like W.H. Auden When words lose their meaning, physical force takes over. from an essay for Writers by Nancy Crampton ? W.H. Auden tags: poetry, writing 4 likes Like Tanya R. Liverman We must experience certain things in life, even in our childhood, so we can later look back and value the journey. ? Tanya R. Liverman, Journey to Legacy: A Poetic Timeline of My Life tags: inspiration, inspirational, poetry 4 likes Like W.H. Auden The element of craftsmanship in poetry is obscured by the fact that all men are t aught to speak and most to read and write, while very few men are taught to draw or paint or write music. ? W.H. Auden tags: poetry 4 likes Like Andrea Kayne Kaufman Gloria watched the swollen white orb of a hot-air balloon rising over Navy Pier a nd knew she had to break it off with Oliver, for he was the type who would never enjoy hot-air balloons, Van Morrison songs, or mess, whether from orgasm or oth erwise. But who was she to be dreaming about mess today? ? Andrea Kayne Kaufman, Oxford Messed Up tags: fiction-novel, music, ocd, oxford, poetry, redemptive, romance 4 likes Lik e Ada Limon I am not obsessing. I am just sitting here perforating this post-it with a push-pin. ? Ada Limon, Lucky Wreck tags: ada-limon, lucky-wreck, poetry 4 likes Like W.H. Auden no poet can know what his poem is going to be like until he has written it. ? W.H. Auden, The Dyer's Hand tags: poetry, poets 4 likes Like previous 1 2 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 99 100 next All Quotes | My Quotes | Add A Quote

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