#poe

We are the hollow men We are the stuffed men Leaning together Headpiece filled with straw. Alas! Our dried voices, when We whisper together Are quiet and meaningless As wind in dry grass Or rats' feet over broken glass In our dry cellar Shape without form, shade without colour, Paralysed force, gesture without motion; - The Hollow Men ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#poetry #men

And in despair I bowed my head; "There is no peace on earth," I said; "For hate is strong, And mocks the song Of peace on earth, good-will to men!" Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: "God is not dead, nor doth he sleep! The Wrong shall fail, the Right prevail, With peace on earth, good-will to men! ↗

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

#despair #god #hope #poetry #men

You can learn more by going to the opera than you ever can by reading Emerson. Like that there are two sexes. ↗

— David Markson

#gender #men #opera #poetry #women

Men like to think well of themselves, and poets help them do it. ↗

— Sheri S. Tepper

#men

Verses which do not teach men new and moving truths do not deserve to be read. ↗

— Voltaire

#men

I will turn human anatomy into roses and stars and sea. I will dissect the beloveds body in metaphor. ↗

— Siri Hustvedt

#love #metaphor #poetry #love

You alone in Europe are not ancient oh Christianity The most modern European is you Pope Pius X And you whom the windows observe shame keeps you From entering a church and confessing this morning You read the prospectuses the catalogues the billboards that sing aloud That's the poetry this morning and for the prose there are the newspapers There are the 25 centime serials full of murder mysteries Portraits of great men and a thousand different headlines ("Zone") ↗

— Guillaume Apollinaire

#billboard #catalogs #church #city #confession

These men seem not to know that poetry has its particular rules and precepts; and that history is governed by others directly opposite. ↗

— Lucian of Samosata

#poetry #style #men

She reads his poems gratefully in her small Mississippi town. It's an undramatic life, yet these past months she seems to have found the intensity he yearns for, This also sounds like bragging, though she doesn't mean it to. If she could, she'd let him bear her secret. She'd let all great men bear it, for s few hours. Then, when she too it back, they'd remember how it feels to be inhabited. ↗

— Beth Ann Fennelly

#life

Yes, I am proud; I must be proud to see Men not afraid of God afraid of me. ↗

— Alexander Pope

#men