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Emotion is the poetry of life. ↗

— Marty Rubin

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My heart in the East But the rest of me far in the West— How can I savor this life, even taste what I eat? How, in the bonds of the Moor, Zion chained to the Cross, Can I do what I’ve vowed to and must? Gladly I’d leave All the best of grand Spain For one glimpse of the ruined Shrine’s dust. ↗

— Yehuda Halevi

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My poetry lives in the spaces of time, in between time, in time out. It is not a constant vibe; I catch it like the incoming tide, going out again. It will not let me say what I want to say for words cannot be woven together to express me that way. My words have learned to be patient for nothing. Now is my time out. ↗

— Tonny K. Brown

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I make sacrifices in reward of trinkets for my gilded cage. ↗

— Solange nicole

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What do you do when the alienating silence deafens your 'bootless cries'? ↗

— Solange nicole

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Nothing fills the world quite as poetry does. A poet need not dwell on the pagecount of his life. ↗

— D.A. Botta

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It is not good form to take a Trick out unless one is so firmly established as to be able to afford being associated with someone who might at any given moment write a poem in public. ↗

— Fran Lebowitz

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The untented Kosmos my abode, I pass, a wilful stranger: My mistress still the open road And the bright eyes of danger. ↗

— R.L.S.

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Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold. ↗

— Zelda Fitzgerald

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We love the things we love for what they are. ↗

— Robert Frost

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