I’ve read some of your modern free verse and wonder who set it free.
Poetry Quotes
Poetry is something more philosophic and of graver import than history, since its statements are of nature of universals, whereas those of history are of singulars.
You can live three days without bread – without poetry, never – you need art. Art is an infinitely precious good, a draught both refreshing and cheering which restores the stomach and the mind to the natural equilibrium of the ideal. You understand its function , you gentlemen of the bourgeoisie – whether lawgivers or […]
It is Homer who has chiefly taught other poets the art of telling lies skillfully.
When Elizabeth Bishop agreed to teach a poetry workshop for the first time (1966), she was dismayed. Her students didn’t know anything but the urge to “discover” or “express” themselves. So she sat them difficult metrical exercises, insisting: “You should have your head filled with poems all the time, until they almost get in your […]
If every man’s internal care Were written on his brow, How many would our pity share Who raise our envy now!
Dreams are the eraser dust I blow off my page. They fade into the emptiness, another dark gray day. Dreams are only memories of the plans I had back then. Dreams are eraser dust and now I use a pen.
The past may not repeat itself, but it sure does rhyme.
I’m growing fonder of my staff; I’m growing dimmer in the eyes; I’m growing fainter in my laugh; I’m growing deeper in my sighs; I’m growing careless of my dress; I’m growing frugal of my gold; I’m growing wise; I’m growing – yes, – I’m growing old!
I think that I shall never see A number as lovely as a three. For three is just one less than four But, compared with two, it is one more. The charm is the third time; Three is the first odd prime. Thirds are cut by fools like me, But only God is One in […]
