#poetry

The great function of poetry is to give back to us the situations of our dreams. ↗

— Gaston Bachelard

#dreams #function #give #great #our

Poetry is one of the destinies of speech... One would say that the poetic image, in its newness, opens a future to language. ↗

— Gaston Bachelard

#future #image #language #newness #opens

I gave up on new poetry myself 30 years ago when most of it began to read like coded messages passing between lonely aliens in a hostile world. ↗

— Russell Baker

#began #between #coded #gave #hostile

Poetry is so vital to us until school spoils it. ↗

— Russell Baker

#school #spoils #until #us #vital

It is the hour to be drunken! to escape being the martyred slaves of time, be ceaselessly drunk. On wine, on poetry, or on virtue, as you wish. ↗

— Charles Baudelaire

#ceaselessly #drunk #drunken #escape #hour

The dance can reveal everything mysterious that is hidden in music, and it has the additional merit of being human and palpable. Dancing is poetry with arms and legs. ↗

— Charles Baudelaire

#arms #being #being human #dance #dancing

France is not poetic; she even feels, in fact, a congenital horror of poetry. Among the writers who use verse, those whom she will always prefer are the most prosaic. ↗

— Charles Baudelaire

#among #even #fact #feels #france

Dear to me is sleep: still more, being made of stone, While pain and guilt still linger here below, Blindness and numbness--these please me alone; Then do not wake me, keep your voices low. ↗

— Michelangelo Buonarroti

#guilt

The Garden En robe de parade. - Samain Like a skein of loose silk blown against a wall She walks by the railing of a path in Kensington Gardens, And she is dying piece-meal of a sort of emotional anaemia. And round about there is a rabble Of the filthy, sturdy, unkillable infants of the very poor. They shall inherit the earth. In her is the end of breeding. Her boredom is exquisite and excessive. She would like some one to speak to her, And is almost afraid that I will commit that indiscretion. ↗

— Ezra Pound

#personae #poem #poetry #boredom

We like to admit to only that which already glows, although it is nobler to support brightness before it glows, not afterwards. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#books #brightness #dejan-stojanovic #glow #literature