#poem

The heart of the matter seems to me to be the direct interaction between one's making a poem in English and a poem in the language that one understands and values. I don't see how you can do it otherwise. ↗

— Robert Fitzgerald

#direct #english #heart #how #i

Every single soul is a poem. ↗

— Michael Franti

#every #poem #single #single soul #soul

Qui croit Pouvoir faire du miel Sans partager le destin des abeilles? ↗

— Muriel Barbery

#destiny #poem #change

No poems can please for long or live that are written by water drinkers. ↗

— Horace

#drinkers #live #long #please #poems

The box was a universe, a poem, frozen on the boundaries of human experience. ↗

— William Gibson

#box #experience #frozen #human #human experience

The divine spark leaps from the finger of God to the finger of Adam, whether it takes ultimate shape in a law of physics or a law of the land, a poem or a policy, a sonata or a mechanical computer. ↗

— Alfred Whitney Griswold

#computer #divine #finger #god #land

The dance is a poem of which each movement is a word. ↗

— Mata Hari

#each #movement #poem #which #word

A true poem is a thing of awe. A true poem is a struggle unto death. A true poem is another land Where one sojourns When one is past deaths door. A true poem is made of words that linger on when all the others in one's life are washed away: one single kernel, but one from which can sprout life all anew. Stream then all over me Arusubanya of the world. Perhaps one day,one day, my mouth will burst asunder to utter but two words for simple souls which,as they grow,will sprout ripe stars which even now I am searching for. ↗

— Trefossa

#suriname #death

I can't understand these chaps who go round American universities explaining how they write poems: It's like going round explaining how you sleep with your wife. ↗

— Philip Larkin

#chaps #explaining #go #going #how

Things are always terrible for some people. The question is the ratio of the palpable hurt to the general session of life in an era. ↗

— Maureen N. McLane

#hurt #life #outlook #pain #poem