#poetry

Sometimes poetry--words--give us a small, lovely look at ourselves. And sometimes that is enough. ↗

— Patricia MacLachlan

#poetry #words #love

you can take this mouth this wound you want but you can't kiss and make it better. ↗

— Daphne Gottlieb

#passion #poetry #relationships #sex #marriage

Men had always been the reciters of poetry in the desert. ↗

— Michael Ondaatje

#poetry #men

I played God today And it was fun! I made animals that men had never seen So they would stop and scratch their heads Instead of scowling. I made words that men had never heard So they would stop and stare at me Instead of running. And I made love that laughed So men would giggle like children Instead of sighing. Tomorrow, perhaps, I won't be God And you will know it Because you won't see any three-headed cats Or bushes with bells on... I wish I could always play God So that lonely men could laugh! ↗

— James Kavanaugh

#love

I think we are in rats’ alley Where the dead men lost their bones. ↗

— T.S. Eliot

#men

...you can be talented as a wolf is breathtakingly fierce...silver and gray, like smoke in the trees - but what do you do with terrible beauty?... ↗

— John Geddes

#love #nature #poetry-quotes #beauty

Real haiku is the soul of poetry. Anything that is not actually present in one's heart is not haiku. The moon glows, flowers bloom, insects cry, water flows. There is no place we cannot find flowers or think of the moon. This is the essence of haiku. Go beyond the restrictions of your era, forget about purpose or meaning, separate yourself from historical limitations—there you will find the essence of true art, religion, and science. ↗

— Santoka Taneda

#creating #haiku #japanese #poetry #zen

L'aube exalteé ainsi qu'un peuple de colombes, et j'ai vu quelquefois ce que l'homme a cru voir! (And dawn, exalted like a host of doves - and then I've seen what men believe they've seen!) ↗

— Arthur Rimbaud

#men

Calligraphy of geese against the sky- the moon seals it. ↗

— Yosa Buson

#nature #poetry #nature

If poetry comes not as naturally as the leaves to a tree it had better not come at all. ↗

— John Keats

#nature