#poetry

Along the field as we came by A year ago, my love and I, The aspen over stile and stone Was talking to itself alone. 'Oh who are these that kiss and pass? A country lover and his lass; Two lovers looking to be wed; And time shall put them both to bed, But she shall lie with earth above, And he beside another love.' And sure enough beneath the tree There walks another love with me, And overhead the aspen heaves Its rainy-sounding silver leaves; And I spell nothing in their stir, But now perhaps they speak to her, And plain for her to understand They talk about a time at hand When I shall sleep with clover clad, And she beside another lad. ↗

— A.E. Housman

#love

Cheapen words and they'll cheapen you ↗

— Benny Bellamacina

#philosophy #poetry #wisdom #life

Always our wars have been our confessions of weakness ↗

— Muriel Rukeyser

#poetry #life

The life we’re given is on a thread, so wear it well. ↗

— Benny Bellamacina

#life #philosophical #poetry #poets #wisdom

It seems only yesterday I used to believe there was nothing under my skin but light. If you cut me I could shine. But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life, I skin my knees. I bleed. ↗

— Billy Collins

#growing-up #poetry #life

We are all old-timers, each of us holds a locked razor. ↗

— Robert Lowell

#life

Poetry doesn’t pay. But I need it. And so do you. ↗

— Cory Basil

#meaning #meaning-of-life #poetry #life

You are not worthless. Even if you've been called that your entire life. ↗

— Kevin Walker

#worth #worthless #life

I watched the spinning stars, grateful, sad and proud, as only a man who has outlived his destiny and realizes he might yet forge himself another, can be. ↗

— Roger Zelazny

#life #longing #poetry #pride #sense-of-wonder

A poet must discover that it’s his own story that is true, even if the truth is small indeed. ↗

— Jim Harrison

#poetry #life