#poe

The poet is in command of his fantasy, while it is exactly the mark of the neurotic that he is possessed by his fantasy. ↗

— Lionel Trilling

#exactly #fantasy #his #mark #neurotic

What is poetry which does not save nations or people? ↗

— Czeslaw Milosz

#nations #people #poetry #save #which

It is true that the poet does not directly address his neighbors; but he does address a great congress of persons who dwell at the back of his mind, a congress of all those who have taught him and whom he has admired; they constitute his ideal audience and his better self. ↗

— Richard Wilbur

#admired #audience #back #better #congress

Poetry is what we turn to in the most emotional moments of our life - when a beloved friend dies, when a baby is born or when we fall in love. ↗

— Erica Jong

#beloved #born #dies #emotional #fall

I wrote those poems for myself, as a way of being a soldier here in this country. I didn't know the poems would travel. I didn't go to Lebanon until two years ago, but people told me that many Arabs had memorized these poems and translated them into Arabic. ↗

— June Jordan

#arabic #arabs #being #country #go

How is it that from beauty I have derived a type of unloveliness? - from the covenant of peace, a simile of sorrow? But as, in ethics, evil is a consequence of good, so, in fact, out of joy is sorrow born. ↗

— Edgar Allan Poe's "Berenice"

#inspirational-quotes #interesting-quotes #sorrow #beauty

Poetry is something to make us wiser and better, by continually revealing those types of beauty and truth, which God has set in all men's souls. ↗

— James Russell Lowell

#better #continually #god #make #men

What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare? — No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night. No time to turn at Beauty's glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance. No time to wait till her mouth can Enrich that smile her eyes began. A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. ↗

— W.H. Davies

#life #poetry #time #w-h-davies #beauty

The pure work implies the disappearance of the poet as speaker, who hands over to the words. ↗

— Stephane Mallarme

#hands #implies #over #poet #pure

I thought we were gonna open up the world of poetry and music to all kinds of things, and yet, I can't really think of anyone who's done anything like it since. ↗

— Ray Manzarek

#anything #done #gonna #i #kinds