On Poetry Quotes

No poem ever bought a hamburger, or not too many.

Poems have ideas. The ideas of poems come out of their emotions and their emotions are carried on images.

All people are enslaved by something.

A big desire is not enough to meet the expectations of lost dreams.

Into the day as by dream I swim To the music of nourished meaning.

Poetry is the least imposition on silence in a world of chatter.

I looked at an angel today, but the angel could not see me. The angel was more amazing than beautiful, like the best forgotten dream.

And blue-lung'd combers lumbered to the kill.

This is no occupation for an adult who can look other adults in the eye, carry his own weight, and count himself one of them.

Women who have been disappeared by violence are howling. The voices of disappeared women are echoing. I sing with these voices.

Will be but corpses dressed in frocks, who cannot speak to birds or rocks.

Outside our small safe place flies mystery.

Beauty is a cheap word, but beauty remains priceless.

Now is History as fast as the mind remembers.

We simply can’t feel fulfilled by love we pay for.

I suppose I'm saying that defiance is actually part of the lyric job

Impulsive passion please set me free.

To go against the grain is the secret of bravery.

Poetry is partly sympathy, don't you think? If it's any good, it gets people to think about others' points of view.

When within yourself you find the road, the right road will open.

The ambitions are wake up, breathe, keep breathing.

When there's music in your soul, there's soul in your music.

In every sound, the hidden silence sleeps.

And so sepúlchred in such pomp dost lie, That kings for such a tomb would wish to die.

I sang in my chains like the sea

When I want to be reminded of stupidity, especially my own, I turn on the TV.

Based on the law of probability Everything is possible because The sheer existence of possibility Confirms the existence Of impossibility.

Hope without love is hopeless.

I don't want to go on being a root in the dark, vacillating, stretched out, shivering with sleep, downward, in the soaked guts of the earth, absorbing and thinking, eating each day.

There is little premium in poetry in a world that thinks of Pound and Whitman as a weight and a sampler, not an Ezra, a Walt, a thing of beauty, a joy forever.

Sometimes he did not know if he slept or just thought about sleep.

Works of art are of an infinite solitude, and no means of approach is so useless as criticism. Only love can touch and hold them and be fair to them.

This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.

contemporary poetry is a kind of Reykjavik, a place where accessibility and intelligence have been fighting a Cold War by proxy for the last half-century.

I love to move like a mouse inside this puzzle for the body, balancing the wish to be lost with the need to be found.

At the age of four, you were an artist. And at seven, you were a poet.

Secretly, deep down, everybody on Earth believes they can write poetry, apart from the members of the Poets' Guild, who know they can't.

Poetry makes nothing happen.

In an endless silence even screams sound silent.

You can tell it's a poem because it's swimming in a little gel pack of white space. That shows it's a poem.

To not say all that can be said is the secret of discipline and economy.

Poetry is that art which selects and arranges the symbols of thought in such a manner as to excite the imagination the most powerfully and delightfully.

Disease often comes with a smiling face.

Our desire to say more grows bigger and what to say about it, except that saying is not always about saying, growing is not always about growing.

Nobility is not only in forgiveness.

There are no winners in real games.

Men had always been the reciters of poetry in the desert.

If what we think of ourselves were true, the planet would overflow with geniuses.

All those big words produce disgust today.

How many unuttered words died in the heads of those for whom a word was too expensive.