#poetry

The way through the world Is more difficult to find than the way beyond it. ↗

— Wallace Stevens

#life #poetry #spirit #life

Time goes by at the speed of life Slower than a slow dance on a hot summer night Faster than the skin breaks on the edge of a knife And we just go on at the speed of life ↗

— Jude Cole

#life #music #poetry #summer-nights #time

LIFE IS SUBVERSIVE ↗

— Ernesto Cardenal

#marxism #poetry #life

Neither I nor the four flippers of the sea-bear of the Boreal ocean have been able to solve the riddle of life. ↗

— Comte de Lautréamont

#poetry #surreal #surrealism #life

Every evening words, not stars, light the sky. No rest in life like life itself. ↗

— Umberto Saba

#life

At the edge of madness you howl diamonds and pearls. ↗

— Aberjhani

#charlie-parker #creativity #diamonds #genius #jazz-music

Poetry is nothing if it exists only in books. One has to find it in one's own life. ↗

— Marty Rubin

#poetry #reality #life

Last night your thin walls invited me to the party next door / reminded me I am a quiet person in a quiet life. ↗

— Drew Myron

#poem #poetry #quiet #quiet-life #quiet-mind

A truth should exist, it should not be used like this. If I love you is that a fact or a weapon? ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#poetry #truth #love

Time does not bring relief; you all have lied Who told me time would ease me of my pain! I miss him in the weeping of the rain; I want him at the shrinking of the tide; The old snows melt from every mountain-side, And last year's leaves are smoke in every lane; But last year's bitter loving must remain Heaped on my heart, and my old thoughts abide! There are a hundred places where I fear To go,--so with his memory they brim! And entering with relief some quiet place Where never fell his foot or shone his face I say, 'There is no memory of him here!' And so stand stricken, so remembering him! ↗

— Edna St. Vincent Millay

#sorrow #yearning #love