#poetry

Rap is rhythm and poetry. Hip-hop is storytelling and poetry as well. ↗

— Ajay Naidu

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Do you know what you are? You are a manuscript oƒ a divine letter. You are a mirror reflecting a noble face. This universe is not outside of you. Look inside yourself; everything that you want, you are already that. ↗

— Rumi

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That is what you meant to me: a light that shone through the darkness.” (Your smile, p. 56) ↗

— Chimnese Davids

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Someone asked them a question about their poetry, and whether it was hard having to relive their words each time they performed. Their reply was that although they had moved beyond that--from the person or event that inspired their words at that point in time--it doesn't mean someone listening to them wasn't in that. So? So what if heartache you wrote last year isn't what you're feeling today. It may be exactly what the person in the front row is feeling. What you're feeling now, and the person you may reach with your words five years from now--that's why you write poetry. ↗

— Colleen Hoover

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Adventure lies not in the places we seek, but in the moments we create in the places we treasure. ↗

— Rochelle Carr

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I fancied my luck to be witnessing yet another full moon. True, I’d seen hundreds of full moons in my life, but they were not limitless. When one starts thinking of the full moon as a common sight that will come again to one’s eyes ad-infinitum, the value of life is diminished and life goes by uncherished. ‘This may be my last moon,’ I sighed, feeling a sudden sweep of sorrow; and went back to reading more of The Odyssey. ↗

— Roman Payne

#homer #life #moon #nature #poetry

Que les poètes morts laissent la place aux autres. Et nous pourrions tout de même voir que c'est notre vénération devant ce qui a été déjà fait, si beau et si valable que ce soit, qui nous pétrifie, qui nous stabilise et nous empêche de prendre contact avec la force qui est dessous, que l'on appelle l'énergie pensante, la force vitale, le déterminisme des échanges, les menstrues de la lune ou tout ce qu'on voudra. ↗

— Antonin Artaud

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The one who pulls the puppet strings knows fairytales can heal. ↗

— Sally Odgers

#poetry #stories #writing #inspirational

Ko hodiš, pojdi zmeraj do konca. Spomladi do rožne cvetice, poleti do zrele pšenice, jeseni do polne police, pozimi do snežne kraljice, v knjigi do zadnje vrstice, v življenju do prave resnice, v sebi do rdečice čez eno in drugo lice. A če ne prideš ne prvič, ne drugič do krova in pravega kova poskusi: vnovič in zopet in znova. ↗

— Tone Pavček

#poetry #tone-pavček #inspirational

The robin brushes me at dusk. Our good bones fail. We leave no mark. His voice, she writes, was clear and quiet. I hear him singing in the dark. (“Edward Thomas’ Daughter”) ↗

— Alison Brackenbury

#inspirational #poetry #inspirational