Poetic Quotes
Poetic success is when you write a poem that makes you excited and bewildered and aglow.
It's very hard to say I'm surrealist. It's like saying I'm poetic. It's not something you want necessarily to be aware of.
I veer more toward the philosophical and the poetic than I do toward the alert and angry.
I've written some poetry, but...songs have to be more poetic, and I've really gotten to this non-poetic sort of writing.
I am a big fan of Dos Passos' stylistic ability, his poetic approach to prose, but the ideas presented in the songs are quite different from those which he exemplified.
Nature has become something new. It is ours now, truly. And if our creation devours us, how poetic will that be?
I'd rather call prose poems something else, for clarity - something like "poetic prose," prose that contains a quality of poetry, but not poems.
A poetic list is a talent in itself. You can write a list of things, and it can be boring.
Poetry is so close to music, not just in cadence and sound but in silences. That's why, to me, I can't talk about prose poems. I can talk about poetic prose.
I don't try to be satirical. I just try to get what's in my head on the page. And that part is hard for me to do. It takes a long, long time to make it poetic, somewhat essayistic.
French is the most beautiful,” he said, “and Italian is the most poetic, and Russian the most powerful, German the most solid. But more business is done in English than in any other.
I begin a book with imagery, more than I do with an idea or a character. Some kind of poetic image.
Poetic power is great, strong as a primitive instinct; it has its own unyielding rhythms in itself and breaks out as out of mountains.
God is a synergetic experience. Science can never reveal it, philosophy can never come to it - only a poetic approach, a very passive, very loving approach, can.
A great man scarcely knows how he dines, how he dresses; but without railing or precision, his living is natural and poetic.
The poetic function is the set towards the message itself, focus on the message for its own sake which by promoting the palpability of signs, deepens the fundamental dichotomy of signs and objects.
The spiritual mind is always metaphorical. Spiritual thinking is poetic thinking. It's always trying to put a very diaphanous experience into words, realizing all the while that words are inadequate.
Finally, good sense is the body of poetic genius, fancy its drapery, motion its life, and imagination the soul that is everywhere and in each; and forms all into one graceful and intelligent whole.
Like, I took no poetic license with 'Schindler's List' because that was historical, factual documents.
One of my favorite French singers, Alain Bashung, was the expert at creating his own universe; no one knows what he's talking about, even he doesn't know because it's so poetic.
For Mallarmé naming an object meant suppressing three-quarters of its poetic pleasure (which consists in the joy of guessing bit by bit - "le suggérer, voilà le rêve!").
First I laughed my way through Elinor Lipman's book of political tweets. Then I put my ear to the ground and listened to Molly Ivins guffawing from the grave. Lipman is a piquant poetic rock star!
For all these new and evolutionary facts, meanings, purposes, new poetic messages, new forms and expressions, are inevitable.
I think you can't do any action without in some way paying homage to John Woo. He's the guy who just invented that sort of next level of poetic nasty action.
I have sometimes thought that his bursts of imaginative talk were fatal to his poetic gift. He squandered too much in the heat of personal communication.
They lay together in a sheltered place among the ruins of Brasilia while deathbeams from Chinese EMVs played like blue searchlights on broken ceramic walls.
Leave me alone, Do me a favor, abandon me, I want to think about, You me and the idea of forever.
Felix had left his heart buried in the ground years ago, but he felt it crack apart.
She knew that the dead hid pieces of themselves in the world. They buried organs in the living. They stuffed memories into trees and clouds and other innocuous things.
Pram wasn't told the story of her birth. But even as a very small girl, she felt deep in her chest that she was alive and dead at the same time.
hough we travel the whole over to find the perfect match, we must carry it with us a light or it's playing hard to catch.
Stone gnomes and angels filled the gardens, and it seemed that they were also sleeping, as though a witch had cast a spell on them.
Fracture lines etch the surface of the glass box as if a body fell from the sky and landed on it. He doesn't hear the impact, can't smell the blood.
Whole life is a search for beauty. But, when the beauty is found inside, the search ends and a beautiful journey begins.
some winterswill never meltsome summerswill never freezeand some things will only... live in poems.
I wish my whispers are heard and requited as a storm... Because, the storm is that keeps me alive!
I love with love, so that we all may love." ~ Amunhotep El Bey
Feelings and emotionran through my veinslike a hurricane.And that's when everythingbegan to look like poetry.—You look like poetry
The early dew-falls that did a pristine coating, over the woods with its finest transparency, glazed as like its wet white-glassy earrings that hung on the ears of wild flowers—unlatched my fancy.
I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another til I drop.
I love to feel the temperature drop and the wind increase just before a thunderstorm. Then I climb in bed with the thunder.
Tell me..how do you stand there?filling the doorway....of my life.
..Breaking yet budding, dying yet living - standingamongst ruins and rage, reaching for possibilitiesplaying hard to get.
from under the ground, from under the waters, they clutch at us, they clutch at us, we won’t let go.
You are the trembling of time, that passesbetween vertical light and darkened sky,
