#poems

This world- To what may I liken it? To autumn fields lit dimly in the dusk by lightning flashes. ↗

— Yu Minamoto

#death

I have a rendezvous with death... I will not fail that rendezvous ↗

— Alan Seeger

#death

Of late the nights are dawning plum-blossom white. ↗

— Yosa Buson

#death

You leave behind your fine poems. You leave behind your beautiful flowers. And the earth that was only leant to you. You ascend into the Light, O Quechomitl, you leave behind the flowers and the singing and the earth. Safe journey, O friend. ↗

— Aliette de Bodard

#death #poems #beauty

Un-winged and naked, sorrow surrenders its crown to a throne called grace. ↗

— Aberjhani

#angels #famous-quotes-from-classic-books #grace #haiku #haikus

Is stuffed, de world, wif feeding girls. ↗

— John Berryman

#dreams

Some people like me, some don't. I don't understand, Where the difference comes from. My heart like them all. For a simple childish reason. We all are created equal, we all are humans. ↗

— Santosh Kalwar

#life #love #poems #equality

Sure, we thought the acres That we tilled were sacred, But how could we have known That wheat can haunt like ghosts ↗

— Sherman Alexie

#family-farm #poem #poetry #sherman-alexie #short-poems

I have been so very, very fortunate in my life. I've met or been in contact with several of my childhood heroes. I've interacted with people all over this planet, and even though I couldn't possibly hope to remember all their names, I remember a photograph, a poem, a sound, a joke, kind words of encouragement. All is not lost. ↗

— Wayne Gerard Trotman

#encouragement #friendship #good-fortune #heroes #interaction

[Fiction and poetry] are medicines, they're doses, and they heal the rupture that reality makes on the imagination. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#fiction #poems #poetry #reading #imagination