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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 541-570 of 3,000) Rainer Maria Rilke How should we be able to forget those ancient myths that are at the beginning of all peoples, the myths about dragons that at the last moment turn into princesse s; perhaps all the dragons of our lives are princesses who are only waiting to s ee us once beautiful and brave. Perhaps everything terrible is in its deepest be ing something helpless that wants help from us. So you must not be frightened if a sadness rises up before you larger than any y ou have ever seen; if a restiveness, like light and cloudshadows, passes over yo ur hands and over all you do. You must think that something is happening with yo u, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand; it will not l et you fall. Why do you want to shut out of your life any uneasiness, any miseri es, or any depressions? For after all, you do not know what work these condition s are doing inside you. ? Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet tags: attitude, change, courage, depression, dragons, fears, helplessness, inspi rational, poetry, sadness, strength, transformation, weakness 174 likes Like Richard Siken Here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed. ? Richard Siken, Crush tags: crush, poetry, richard-siken 98 likes Like Pablo Neruda With a chaste heart With pure eyes I celebrate your beauty Holding the leash of blood So that it might leap out and trace your outline Where you lie down in my Ode As in a land of forests or in surf In aromatic loam, or in sea music

Beautiful nude Equally beautiful your feet Arched by primeval tap of wind or sound Your ears, small shells Of the splendid American sea Your breasts of level plentitude Fulfilled by living light Your flying eyelids of wheat Revealing or enclosing The two deep countries of your eyes The line your shoulders have divided into pale regions Loses itself and blends into the compact halves of an apple Continues separating your beauty down into two columns of Burnished gold Fine alabaster To sink into the two grapes of your feet Where your twin symmetrical tree burns again and rises Flowering fire Open chandelier A swelling fruit Over the pact of sea and earth From what materials Agate? Quartz? Wheat? Did your body come together? Swelling like baking bread to signal silvered hills The cleavage of one petal Sweet fruits of a deep velvet Until alone remained Astonished The fine and firm feminine form It is not only light that falls over the world spreading inside your body Yet suffocate itself So much is clarity Taking its leave of you As if you were on fire within The moon lives in the lining of your skin. ? Pablo Neruda tags: love, ode-to-a-beautiful-nude, poetry, romance 82 likes Like James Jones If I never meet you In this life Let me feel the lack A glance from your eyes Then my life Will be yours ? James Jones, The Thin Red Line tags: poetry 70 likes Like Lus Vaz de Cames Love is a fire that burns unseen, a wound that aches yet isn t felt, an always discontent contentment, a pain that rages without hurting, a longing for nothing but to long,

a loneliness in the midst of people, a never feeling pleased when pleased, a passion that gains when lost in thought. It s being enslaved of your own free will; it s counting your defeat a victory; it s staying loyal to your killer. But if it s so self-contradictory, how can Love, when Love chooses, bring human hearts into sympathy? ? Lus Vaz de Cames, Sonetos de Cames tags: love, pain, poetry, wound 66 likes Like Harold Pinter I know the place. It is true. Everything we do Corrects the space Between death and me And you. ? Harold Pinter tags: poetry 61 likes Like Langston Hughes Out of love, No regrets-Though the goodness Be wasted forever. Out of love, No regrets-Though the return Be never. ? Langston Hughes, Selected Poems tags: love, no-regrets, poetry 61 likes Like Alexander Pope Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul. ? Alexander Pope, The Rape of the Lock tags: beauty, poetry, soul, worth 59 likes Like W.H. Auden O stand, stand at the window As the tears scald and start; You shall love your crooked neighbour With your crooked heart. ? W.H. Auden, As I Walked Out One Evening: Songs, Ballads, Lullabies, Limericks & Other Light Verse tags: poetry 58 likes Like Saul Williams We are unraveling our navels so that we may ingest the sun. We are not afraid of the darkness. We trust that the moon shall guide us. We are determining the future at this very moment. We know that the heart is the philosopher's stone. Our music is our alchemy. ? Saul Williams tags: alchemy, def-poetry, determination, future, music, poetry 53 likes Like Daphne Gottlieb come back so i can say yes this time do it again now that i know what to call wha t you did

this time i'll be ready i like it rough now and i'm done with romance i never me t another man who loved me so much at first sight he had to hurt me to do it ? Daphne Gottlieb, Why Things Burn tags: poetry, rape 53 likes Like William Wordsworth When from our better selves we have too long Been parted by the hurrying world, and droop, Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired, How gracious, how benign, is Solitude ? William Wordsworth tags: poetry, solitude 52 likes Like Dylan Thomas Some people react physically to the magic of poetry, to the moments, that is, of authentic revelation, of the communication, the sharing, at its highest level... A good poem is a contribution to reality. The world is never the same once a goo d poem has been added to it. A good poem helps to change the shape and significa nce of the universe, helps to extend everyone's knowledge of himself and the wor ld around him. ? Dylan Thomas tags: poetry 50 likes Like Edna St. Vincent Millay Listen, children: Your father is dead. From his old coats I'll make you little jackets; I'll make you little trousers From his old pants. There'll be in his pockets Things he used to put there, Keys and pennies Covered with tobacco; Dan shall have the pennies To save in his bank; Anne shall have the keys To make a pretty noise with. Life must go on, Though good men die; Anne, eat your breakfast; Dan, take your medicine; Life must go on; I forget just why. ? Edna St. Vincent Millay tags: death, life, poetry 47 likes Like Jane Austen However, he wrote some verses on her, and very pretty they were. And so ended his affection, said Elizabeth impatiently. There has been many a one, I fancy, overcome in the same way. I wonder who first discovered the efficacy of poetry in driving away love! I have been used to consider poetry as the food of love, said Darcy. Of a fine, stout, healthy love it may. Everything nourishes what is strong alread y. But if it be only a slight, thin sort of inclination, I am convinced that one good sonnet will starve it entirely away. ? Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice tags: humor, love, poetry 45 likes Like Jorge Luis Borges Sometimes, looking at the many books I have at home, I feel I shall die before I come to the end of them, yet I cannot resist the temptation of buying new books. Whenever I walk into a bookstore and find a book on one of my hobbies for examp le, Old English or Old Norse poetry I say to myself, What a pity I can t buy that b ook, for I already have a copy at home.

? Jorge Luis Borges, This Craft of Verse tags: book-buying, book-collecting, poetry 45 likes Like E.E. Cummings down with hell and heaven and all the religious fuss infinity pleased our parents one inch looks good to us ? E.E. Cummings tags: philosophy, poetry, religion 43 likes Like Frank O'Hara My Heart I'm not going to cry all the time nor shall I laugh all the time, I don't prefer one "strain" to another. I'd have the immediacy of a bad movie, not just a sleeper, but also the big, overproduced first-run kind. I want to be at least as alive as the vulgar. And if some aficionado of my mess says "That's not like Frank!," all to the good! I don't wear brown and grey suit s all the time, do I? No. I wear workshirts to the opera, often. I want my feet to be bare, I want my face to be shaven, and my heart--you can't plan on the heart, but the better part of it, my poetry, is open. ? Frank O'Hara tags: love, poetry 40 likes Like Used to be he was my heart's desire. His forthright gaze, his expert hands: I'd lie on the couch with my eyes closed just thinking about it. Never about the fact that everything changes, that even this, my best passion, would not be immune. No, I would bask on in an eternal daydream of the hands finding me, the gaze like a winding stair coaxing me down. . . . Until I caught a glimpse of something in the mirror: silly girl in her lingerie, dancing with the furniture-a hot little bundle, flush with cliches. Into that pair of too-bright eyes I looked and saw myself. And something else: he would never look that way. ? Deborah Garrison, A Working Girl Can't Win tags: passion, poetry, women 37 likes Like C.D. Wright Nobody reads poetry, we are told at every inopportune moment. I read poetry. I am somebody. I am the people, too. It can be allowed that an industrious quantity of contemporary American poetry is consciously written for a hermetic constituen

cy; the bulk is written for the bourgeoisie, leaving a lean cut for labor. Only the hermetically aimed has a snowball's chance in hell of reaching its intended ears. One proceeds from this realization. A staggering figure of vibrant, intell igent people can and do live without poetry, especially without the poetry of th eir time. This figure includes the unemployed, the rank and file, the union bras s, banker, scientist, lawyer, doctor, architect, pilot, and priest. It also incl udes most academics, most of the faculty of the humanities, most allegedly liter ary editors and most allegedly literary critics. They do so--go forward in their lives, toward their great reward, in an engulfing absence of poetry--without be ing perceived or perceiving themselves as hobbled or deficient in any significan t way. It is nearly true, though I am often reminded of a Transtromer broadside I saw in a crummy office building in San Francisco:

We got dressed and showed the house You live well the visitor said The slum must be inside you.

If I wanted to understand a culture, my own for instance, and if I thought such an understanding were the basis for a lifelong inquiry, I would turn to poetry f irst. For it is my confirmed bias that the poets remain the most 'stunned by exi stence,' the most determined to redeem the world in words.. ? C.D. Wright, Cooling Time: An American Poetry Vigil tags: hermetic, poetry, poets 36 likes Like Christina Rossetti I looked for that which is not, nor can be, And hope deferred made my heart sick, in truth; But years must pass before a hope of youth Is resigned utterly. I watched And, tho' That I so I watched and waited with a steadfast will: the object seemed to fly away longed for, ever, day by day, and waited still.

Sometimes I said,-'This thing shall be no more; My expectation wearies, and shall cease; I will resign it now, and be at peace.'Yet never gave it o'er. Sometimes I said,-'It is an empty name I long for; to a name why should I give The peace of all the days I have to live?'Yet gave it all the same. Alas! thou foolish one,- alike unfit For healthy joy and salutary pain, Thou knowest the chase useless, and again Turnest to follow it. ? Christina Rossetti tags: hope, love, poetry, yearning 36 likes Like Frank O'Hara That's not a run in your stocking, it's a hand on your leg. ? Frank O'Hara tags: poetry 33 likes Like

Jack Kerouac I'd rather be thin than famous but I'm fat paste that in your broadway show ? Jack Kerouac, Mexico City Blues tags: poetry 31 likes Like Neil Gaiman If you only write when inspired, you may be a fairly decent poet, but you'll neve r be a novelist. ? Neil Gaiman tags: discipline, inspiration, inspirational, novels, poetry, truth, writing 27 likes Like Adrienne Rich I choose to love this time for once with all my intelligence -from "Splittings ? Adrienne Rich, The Dream of a Common Language tags: poetry 26 likes Like Gwendolyn Brooks Exhaust the little moment. Soon it dies. And be it gash or gold it will not come Again in this identical disguise. ? Gwendolyn Brooks, Annie Allen tags: life, living, moments, poetry 26 likes Like Percy Bysshe Shelley Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted ? Percy Bysshe Shelley tags: beauty, distortion, poetry 25 likes Like Hasta luego, hasta que me olvides! Me voy porque no tengo tiempo De hacer ms preguntas al viento. ? Pablo Neruda "Soliloquio en Tinieblas" tags: pablo-neruda, poem, poetry, solilquio-en-tinieblas 24 likes Like Pat Conroy Writing poetry and reading books causes brain damage. ? Pat Conroy, Beach Music tags: humor, poetry, writing 24 likes Like Faraaz Kazi Lie beside me, oh my beloved! For thy thorns are more pleasurable than the petals of the world. Hold me in thy arms of hope, for the truth of separation can rest tonight. ? Faraaz Kazi tags: love, poetry, romance, separation 2 likes Like previous 1 2 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 99 100 next All Quotes | My Quotes | Add A Quote

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