Karl Shapiro Quotes

Underneath this wooden cross there lies A Christian killed in battle. You who read, Remember that this stranger died in pain; And passing here, if you can lift your eyes Upon a peace kept by a human creed, Know that one soldier has not died in vain.

Poetry is innocent, not wise. It does not learn from experience, because each poetic experience is unique.

The good poet sticks to his real loves, to see within the realm of possibility. He never tries to hold hands with God or the human race.

Poetry is not a way of saying things; it’s a way of seeing things.