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Quotes tagged as "poetry" (showing 811-840 of 3,000)Rumi�There came one and knocked at the door of the Beloved.And a voice answered and said, 'Who is there?'The lover replied, 'It is I.''Go hence,' returned the voice;'there is no room within for thee and me.'Then came the lover a second time and knocked and again the voice demanded,'Who is there?'He answered, 'It is thou.''Enter,' said the voice, 'for I am within.� ? Rumitags: love, poetry, sufi 46 likes LikeWallace Stevens�The exceeding brightness of this early sunMakes me conceive how dark I have become.� ? Wallace Stevens, The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Playtags: darkness, light, poetry 44 likes LikeSeth Godin�At the age of four, you were an artist. And at seven, you were a poet.� ? Seth Godin, Linchpin: Are You Indispensable?tags: art, artists, conformity, creativity, nonconformity, poetry, youth 36 likes LikeKenneth Rexroth�I've had it with these cheap sons of bitches who claim they love poetry but never buy a book.� ? Kenneth Rexrothtags: poetry 35 likes Like�Think of what starlight And lamplight would lack Diamonds and fireflies

If they couldn�t lean against Black. . . .� ? Mary O'Neill, Hailstones and Halibut Bonestags: black, book, color, inspiration, mary, o-neill, poetry 35 likes LikeLeonard Cohen�I heard of a manwho says words so beautifullythat if he only speaks their namewomen give themselves to him.

If I am dumb beside your bodywhile silence blossoms like tumors on our lipsit is because I hear a man climb stairsand clear his throat outside our door.� ? Leonard Cohentags: filhos-da-neve, loss, love, poem, poetry 34 likes LikeRumi�And watch two men washing clothes,one makes dry clothes wet. The other makes wet clothes dry. they seem to be thwarting each other, but their work is a perfect harmony.

Every holy person seems to have a different doctrine and practice, but there's really only one work.� ? Rumitags: poetry, spiritual 30 likes LikeAlfred Tennyson�For I dipped into the future, far as human eye could see,Saw the Vision of the world, and all the wonder that would be.� ? Alfred Tennyson, The Complete Works of Alfred Tennysontags: future, poetry 30 likes LikeSylvia Plath�The night sky is only a sort of carbon paper,Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of starsLetting in the light, peephole after peephole---A bonewhite light, like death, behind all things.� ? Sylvia Plath, The Collected Poemstags: death, light, night, poetry, stars 26 likes LikeJack Gilbert�WAKING AT NIGHT

The blue river is grey at morningand evening. There is twilightat dawn and dusk. I lie in the darkwondering if this quiet in me nowis a beginning or an end.� ? Jack Gilberttags: death, depression, life, poetry, silence 25 likes LikeBenjamin Franklin�It's better to swim in the sea belowThan to swing in the air and feed the crow,Says jolly Ned Teach of Bristol.� ? Benjamin Franklintags: blackbeard, hanging, pirates, poetry 24 likes LikeJack Gilbert�THE ABANDONED VALLEY

Can you understand being alone so longyou would go out in the middle of the nightand put a bucket into the wellso you could feel something down theretug at the other end of the rope?�

? Jack Gilbert, Refusing Heaventags: lonliness, poetry, solitude 24 likes LikeSaul Williams�When I can feel you breathing into me i, like a stone gargoyleatop some crumbling building,spring to lifea resuscitated angel.� ? Saul Williams, , said the shotgun to the head.tags: poetry 23 likes LikeEmily Dickinson�I held a jewel in my fingersAnd went to sleep.The day was warm, and winds were prosy;I said: "'T will keep."

I woke and chid my honest fingers,�The gem was gone;And now an amethyst remembranceIs all I own.� ? Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poemstags: loss, poetry 23 likes LikeTim Burton�Stain BoyOf all the super heroes,the strangest one by far,doesn't have a special power,or drive a fancy car.

next to Superman and batman, I guess he must seem tame.But to me he is quite special,and Stain Boy is his name.

He can't fly around tall buildings,or outrun a speeding train,the only talent he seems to haveis to leave a nasty stain.

Sometimes I know it bothers him,that he can't run or swim or fly,and because of this one ability,his dry cleaning bill is sky-high.� ? Tim Burtontags: poetry 22 likes LikeChristina Rossetti�Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine. � ? Christina Rossettitags: love, poetry 21 likes LikeSylvia Plath�Love is a shadow. How you lie and cry after it� ? Sylvia Plath, Arieltags: love, poetry 21 likes LikeJarod Kintz�The Chair

I�m writing to you, who made the archaic wooden chairlook like a throne while you sat on it.

Amidst your absence, I choose to sit on the floor,which is dusty as a dry Kansas day.

I am stoic as a statue of Buddha,not wanting to bother the old wooden chair,

which has been silent now for months.In this sunlit moment I think of you.

I can still picture you sitting there--your forehead wrinkled like an un-ironed shirt,

the light splashed on your face,like holy water from St. Joseph�s.

The chair, with rounded curveslike that of a full-figured woman,

seems as mellow as a monk in prayer.The breeze blows from beyond the curtains,

as if your spirit has come back to rest.Now a cloud passes overhead,

and I hush, waiting to hear what restsso heavily on the chair�s lumbering mind.

Do not interrupt, even if the wind offers to carryyour raspy voice like a wispy cloud.� ? Jarod Kintz, A Letter to Andre Breton, Originally Composed on a Leaf of Lettuce With an Ink-dipped Carrottags: beautiful, chair, insightful, metaphor, peaceful, pensive, poem, poetry, quiet, surreal, thoughtful 20 likes LikeCharles Baudelaire�Any healthy man can go without food for two days--but not without poetry.� ? Charles Baudelairetags: poetry 20 likes LikeW.H. Auden�O stand, stand at the windowAs the tears scald and start;You shall love your crooked neighbor with all your crooked heart.� ? W.H. Audentags: poetry 19 likes LikeNicholson Baker�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.� ? Nicholson Baker, The Anthologisttags: poetry 19 likes LikeJeanette Winterson�I believe in fiction and the power of stories because that way we speak in tongues. We are not silenced. All of us, when in deep trauma, find we hesitate, we stammer; there are long pauses in our speech. The thing is stuck. We get our language back through the language of others. We can turn to the poem. We can open the book. Somebody has been there for us and deep-dived the words.� ? Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?tags: books, language, poetry, reading, words 17 likes LikeAberjhani�And now we step to the rhythm of miracles.--from The Light, That Never Dies�

? Aberjhani, Elemental: The Power of Illuminated Lovetags: faith, hope, inspiration, miracles, philosophy, poetry 17 likes LikeW.H. Davies�What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare?� ? W.H. Daviestags: life, poetry, time, w-h-davies 16 likes LikeMartin Espada�Advice to Young Poets

Never pretend to be a unicorn by sticking a plunger on your head.� ? Martin Espadatags: poetry 16 likes LikeLouise Glück�Desire, loneliness, wind in the flowering almond�surely these are the great, the inexhaustible subjectsto which my predecessors apprenticed themselves.I hear them echo in my own heart, disguised as convention.� ? Louise Glück, The Seven Agestags: poetry 16 likes LikeWilliam Blake�I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green.

And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And 'Thou shalt not' writ over the door; So I turn'd to the Garden of Love, That so many sweet flowers bore.

And I saw it was filled with graves, And tomb-stones where flowers should be: And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds, And binding with briars, my joys & desires.� ? William Blaketags: atheism, poetry, religion 14 likes Like�I had forgotten. Disgust shadows desire.Another life is never safely envied.� ? Robert Wellstags: desire, disgust, envy, life, pillar, poem, poetry 12 likes LikePablo Neruda�La heradera del dia destruida.(The heiress of the destroyed day.)� ? Pablo Nerudatags: poetry 11 likes LikeThomas Aquinas�A song is the exultation of the mind dwelling on eternal things, bursting forth in the voice.� ? Thomas Aquinastags: poetry, song 11 likes Like« previous 1 2 � 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 � 99 100 next »All Quotes | My Quotes | Add A Quote

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