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Them lady poets must not marry, pal. ↗


— John Berryman


#poets #dreams

One should always be drunk. That's all that matters...But with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you chose. But get drunk. ↗


— Charles Baudelaire


#poetry #virtue #wine #virtue

A little learning is a dangerous thing. Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian Spring; There shallow draughts intoxicate the brain, and drinking largely sobers us again. ↗


— Alexander Pope


#learning #poetry #sophomoric #criticism

Voodoo Girl Her skin is white cloth, and she's all sewn apart and she has many colored pins sticking out of her heart. She has many different zombies who are deeply in her trance. She even has a zombie who was originally from France. But she knows she has a curse on her, a curse she cannot win. For if someone gets too close to her, the pins stick farther in. ↗


— Tim Burton


#poetry #winning

It is impossible to be a mathematician without being a poet in soul. ↗


— Sofia Kovalevskaya


#impossible #mathematician #poet #soul #without

I. Those of us born by water are never afraid enough of drowning. Bruises used to trophy my knees from my death-defying tree climb jumps. Growing up, my backyard was a forest of blackberry bushes. I learned early nothing sweet will come to you unthorned. II. At twelve your body becomes a currency. So Jenny and I sat down and cut up all our clothes into nothing. That year I failed math class but knew the exact number of calories in a carrot stick. I learned early being desired goes hand in hand with hunger. III. The last time I tried to scream I felt my father climbing up through my throat and into my mouth. IV. There is a certain kind of girl who reads Lolita at fourteen and finds religion. I painted my eyes black and sucked barroom cherries to red my tongue. There was a boy who promised Judas really did love Jesus. I learned early every kiss and betrayal are up for interpretation. V. I think he must have conferenced with my nightmares on exactly how to hurt me. VI. He never broke my heart. He only turned it into a compass that always points me back to him. ↗


— Clementine von Radics


#death

He could build a city. Has a certain capacity. There’s a niche in his chest where a heart would fit perfectly and he thinks if he could just maneuver one into place – well then, game over. ↗


— Richard Siken


#richard-siken #niche

Poetry is the liquid voice that can wear through stone. ↗


— Adrienne Rich


#rich

Like the best convenience store in the world, / the mind is always open. ↗


— Leza Lowitz


#poetry #yoga #yoga

What wretched poverty of language! To compare stars to diamonds! ↗


— Gustave Flaubert


#poetry #stars #poverty






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