#poe

I give you this to take with you: Nothing remains as it was. If you know this, you can begin again, with pure joy in the uprooting. ↗

— Judith Minty

#leaving #moving #poetry #rebirth #time

My eyes are vague blue, like the sky, and change all the time; they are indiscriminate but fleeting, entirely specific and disloyal, so that no one trusts me. I am always looking away. Or again at something after it has given me up. ↗

— Frank O'Hara

#trust #change

Love is as we will it to be." ~ Amunhotep El Bey ↗

— Amunhotep El Bey

#funny #humorous-quotations #inspirational-quotations #lol #motivational-quotations

I love with love, so that we all may love." ~ Amunhotep El Bey ↗

— Amunhotep El Bey

#poetry #poetry-quotations #poetry-quotes #quote #quotes

... Who knows what death, anxiety of the living, Who knows what loneliness, end of the loving I could say to myself of the love (I had): Let it not be immortal, since it is flame But let it be infinite while it lasts. ↗

— Vinicius de Moraes

#living #loving #death

Long ago an uncalled rain fell and a called-upon God stayed equally distant. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#god #literature #literature-quotes #poems #poetry

Only mystery makes us live. Only mystery. ↗

— Federico García Lorca

#poetry #spanish #inspirational

So what if the air in Paris smells of romance? My shirt smells of you. ↗

— Pooja Nansi

#poetry #romance #love

The poet or the revolutionary is there to articulate the necessity, but until the people themselves apprehend it, nothing can happen ... Perhaps it can't be done without the poet, but it certainly can't be done without the people. The poet and the people get on generally very badly, and yet they need each other. The poet knows it sooner than the people do. The people usually know it after the poet is dead; but that's all right. The point is to get your work done, and your work is to change the world. ↗

— James Baldwin

#poets #writing #change

As often as we made love I remembered what my poet told me, that this man was born of a goddess, the force that moves the stars and the waves of the sea and couples the animals in the fields in spring, the power of passion, the light of the evening star. ↗

— Ursula K. Le Guin

#mythology #passion #poetry #love