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What would your shoes say about the things you do everyday? ↗


— Sherley Mondesir-Prescott


#children #children-s-books #humor #humour #illustrated-books

I can’t bear these accounts I read in the Times and elsewhere of these poetry slams, in which various young men and women in various late-spots are declaiming rant and nonsense at each other. The whole thing is judged by an applause meter which is actually not there, but might as well be. This isn’t even silly; it is the death of art. ↗


— Harold Bloom


#poetry #art

Es tan corto el amor, y es tan largo el olvido. ↗


— Pablo Neruda


#poetry #inspirational

Each star is a mirror reflecting the truth inside you. ↗


— Aberjhani


#inspirational-quotes #metaphysics #philosophy #poetry #self-esteem

...I pluck every day from my sweater or chair, red hairs...strands of significance, traces of you in my life ... ↗


— John Geddes


#love #poetry-quotes #you #life

I believe in the fatal hairdo just for the love of saying fatal hairdo. ↗


— Lucia Perillo


#poets #love

Immortal amarant, a flower which once In paradise, fast by the tree of life, Began to bloom; but soon for man's offence To heaven removed, where first it grew, there grows, And flowers aloft, shading the fount of life, And where the river of bliss through midst of heaven Rolls o'er elysian flowers her amber stream: With these that never fade the spirits elect Bind their resplendent locks. ↗


— John Milton


#religion #life

I think it was Milosz, the Polish poet, who when he lay in a doorway and watched the bullets lifting the cobbles out of the street beside him realised that most poetry is not equipped for life in a world where people actually die. But some is. ↗


— Ted Hughes


#life #poetry #vasko-popa #life

I am lost in my world, invisible - unknown. Moon please lend me your light that someone will me see me. ↗


— Susie Clevenger


#darkness #invisible #lonely #lost #poetry

The poet will only be recited until the death of his language. The violinist will only give recitals until the bowing of nose hairs. ↗


— Bauvard


#greatness #humor #music #noses #poetry






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