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#poet

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Going down in history is a dead end pursuit


Benny Bellamacina


#fame #history #humour #inspirational #life

slow it is a slow business to grow a few words to say love


Anselm Hollo


#poetry #words #business

I say, 'Get me some poets as managers.' Poets are our original systems thinkers. They contemplate the world in which we live and feel obligated to interpret, and give expression to it in a way that makes the reader understand how that world runs. Poets, those unheralded systems thinkers, are our true digital thinkers. It is from their midst that I believe we will draw tomorrow's new business leaders." --Sidney Harman, CEO Multimillionaire of a stereo components company


Daniel H. Pink


#management-and-leadership #poetry #poets #business

God is busy and has no time for you.


Dejan Stojanovic


#dejan-stojanovic #god #literature #literature-quotes #philosophy

In the midst of a foggy field, the answers are hidden But the impossible journey deems them forbidden. The Reaper of Death, the Angel of Life. They walk together in day and night.


Jessica Sorensen


#death

When magic through nerves and reason passes, Imagination, force, and passion will thunder. The portrait of the world is changed.


Dejan Stojanovic


#circling #dejan-stojanovic #force #imagination #literature

Don't be so quick to count out the teenagers. Some of the world's greatest changes, brilliant poetry, and innovations have come from the teenage mind.


Steve Maraboli


#children #innovations #kids #poetry #teenagers

For the Wife Beater's Wife With blue irises her face is blossomed. Blue Circling to yellow, circling to brown on her cheeks. The long bone of her jaw untracked She hides in our kitchen. He sleeps it off next door. Her chicken legs tucked under her She's frantic with lies, animated Before the swirling smoke. On her cigarette she leaves red prints, red Like a cut on the white cup. Like a skin she pulls her sweater around her. She's cold, She brings the cold in with her. In our kitchen she hides. He sleeps it off next door, his great Belly heaving with booze. Again and again she tells the story As if the details ever changed, As if blows to the face were somehow Different beating to beating. We reach for her but can't help. She retreats into her cold love of him And looks across the table at us As if across a sea. Next door he claws out of sleep. She says she thinks she'll do something After all, with her hair tonight.


Bruce Weigl


#domestic #domestic-abuse #domestic-violence #poetry #violence

Who would one rather be? The one who desires, or the object of desire? One's answer to this question might determine if he is meant to be a poet or something else entirely.


Lan Samantha Chang


#change

Shvataš li šta je to poći u rat? Ako se i vratim, neću biti onaj koji je otišao. Ja se, Natalija, ne bojim smrti, bojim se rata. Užasno se bojim rata.


Dobrica Ćosić


#fear #life #serbian #serbian-poetry #war






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