#poetry

My name used to be in the papers daily As having dined somewhere, Or traveled somewhere, Or rented a house in Paris, Where I entertained the nobility. I was forever eating or traveling, Or taking the cure at Baden-Baden. Now I am here to do honor To Spoon River, here beside the family whence I sprang. No one cares now where I dined, Or lived, or whom I entertained, Or how often I took the cure at Baden-Baden! ↗

— Edgar Lee Masters

#family

Poetry is about the grief. Politics is about the grievance. ↗

— Robert Frost

#grief #grievance #poetry #politics

The Dreamfence kittens wait to jump into my dreams each time I visit heaven they jump over a dreamfence red clouds are ready for loving as I love my love paints my cats our minds are somehow stuck together as we dream together of our own heaven amd after tjeu cir; i[ inside my sweater we knit our own heavens. ↗

— Akiane Kramarik

#dreams

Poetry is one of the few nasty childhood habits I've managed to grow out of. ↗

— Tom Holt

#few #grow #habits #i #managed

forge forever on tho' dark death rewards us all forge forever on ↗

— Kurt Brindley

#poetry #death

And New York is the most beautiful city in the world? It is not far from it. No urban night is like the night there... Squares after squares of flame, set up and cut into the aether. Here is our poetry, for we have pulled down the stars to our will. ↗

— Ezra Pound

#beautiful #beautiful city #city #cut #down

Minä rakastan aurinkoa, kauneutta, se on minun osani täällä ↗

— Sappho

#love #poetry #beauty

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now, Thus much let me avow- You are not wrong, who deem That my days have been a dream; Yet if hope has flown away In a night, or in a day, In a vision, or in none, Is it therefore the less gone? All that we see or seem Is but a dream within a dream ↗

— Edgar Allan Poe

#poe #poetry #dreams

The whole purpose of the construction of The Bridge of Silver Wings was to provide a path leading to The River of Winged Dreams, or to serve as a resting place until the river’s deeper and truer nature revealed itself. ↗

— Aberjhani

#angels #bridges #contemporary-poetry #dreams #meaning

What is this slow blue dream of living, and this fevered death by dreaming? ↗

— Aberjhani

#dreams #famous-authors #famous-poets #living #metaphysics