#poetry

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

How heron comes It is a negligence of the mind not to notice how at dusk heron comes to the pond and stands there in his death robes, perfect servant of the system, hungry, his eyes full of attention, his wings pure light ↗

— Mary Oliver

#nature #poetry #death

Sprawled out on the front lawn Looking up at an ordinary sky It could fall on me and somehow be The day I didn't die ↗

— Nick Burd

#poetry #death

But some nights, I must tell you, I go down there after everyone has fallen asleep. I swim back and forth in the echoing blackness. I sing a love song as well as I can, lost for a while in the home of the rain. ↗

— Billy Collins

#love