#poet

when I am feeling low all i have to do is watch my cats and my courage returns ↗

— Charles Bukowski

#courage #pets #poem #poetry #courage

I regret to say I'm unable to reply to your unexpressed desires. ↗

— Harryette Mullen

#poetry #regrets #silence #courage

Poetry proceeds from the totality of man, sense, imagination, intellect, love, desire, instinct, blood and spirit together. ↗

— Jacques Maritain

#desire #imagination #instinct #intellect #love

Nature is bent on new beginning and death has not a chance of winning... ↗

— Rosy Cole

#great-quotes #nature #poetry #rebirth #rejuvenation

We speak in (rich) monotones. Our poetry is haunted by the music it has left behind. Orpheus shrinks to a poet when he looks back, with the impatience of reason, on a music stronger than death. ↗

— George Steiner

#poetry #death

And here face down beneath the sun And here upon earth's noonward height To feel the always coming on The always rising of the night ↗

— Archibald MacLeish

#death #night #poem #poet #poetry

Poets never die, I thought. They just fail in the end. ↗

— Rick Yancey

#failure #poets #death

I once saw many flowers blooming Upon my way, in indolence I scorned to pick them in my going And passed in proud indifference. Now, when my grave is dug, they taunt me; Now, when I'm sick to death in pain, In mocking torment still they haunt me, Those fragrant blooms of my disdain. ↗

— Heinrich Heine

#flowers #illness #poetry #symbolism #death

I don't know where I find the air and I keep getting the words wrong: From out our bourne of death and space the flood will wash me far- but it doesn't even matter. I never knew that words might not matter. ↗

— Ally Condie

#death

Raise from your bed of languor Raise from your bed of dismay Your friends will not come tomorrow As they did not come today You must rely on yourself, they said, You must rely on yourself, Oh but I find this pill so bitter said the poor man As he took it from the shelf Crying, O sweet Death come to me Come to me for company, Sweet Death it is only you I can Constrain for company. ↗

— Stevie Smith

#poetry #death