Ive always used poetry to explain myself to myself.

---Jonathan Galassi
http://www.nytimes.com/2012/01/29/nyregion/for-jonathan-galassi-unveiling-theheart-in-poems.html?_r=0
... our real poems are already in us/and all we can do is dig./We can work for years
and never find them/or miss them when they stare us in the face. ---Jonathan Galassi
http://www.nytimes.com/2012/01/29/nyregion/for-jonathan-galassi-unveiling-theheart-in-poems.html?_r=0
In Freedom he writes, They can cancel every flight/ as long as I get to watch you/
read your brief./ They can run out of chicken/ stuffed with shrimp if I/ can slurp my
soup with you/ and sit through the worst/ movies ever made with my/ hand where it
doesnt belong. ---Jonathan Galassi
http://www.nytimes.com/2012/01/29/nyregion/for-jonathan-galassi-unveiling-theheart-in-poems.html?_r=0
- The first thing I remember tasting and then wanting to taste again is the grayish-pink
fuzz my grandmother skimmed from a spitting kettle of strawberry jam. --- MFK
Fisher, The Gastronomical Me
-And you say, once upon a time these trees
were not like these trees, once upon a time
these trees in the wind were much more
trees than these trees are... (Charles Simic, Return to a Place Lit by a Glass of Milk,
25)
- But always I had put my trust in man. I never lost hope. (Neruda, Nobel Lecture)