#poetry

Yet gold all is not, that doth gold seem, Nor all good knights, that shake well spear and shield: The worth of all men by their end esteem, And then praise, or due reproach them yield. ↗

— Edmund Spenser

#human-nature #poetry #men

The ocean-blue bowl won’t refuse to bruise, won’t hold it back from the gaping earth-wounds. There will still come water, chill wind and happy goosebumps, and in the utmost corners of oaks, leaves laughing. ↗

— Bryana Johnson

#grief #nature #nevertheless-come-autumn #poetry #nature

Nature is an outcry, unpolished truth; the art—a euphemism—tamed wilderness. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#dejan-stojanovic #euphemism #literature #literature-quotes #nature

The machines are too dull when we are lion-poems that move & breathe. ↗

— Michael McClure

#lion #machines #nature #poems #poetry

Death be not proud, though some have called thee mighty and dreadful, for, thou art not so. ↗

— John Donne

#art

...most events are inexpressible, and take place in a sphere that no word has ever entered. Most inexpressible of all are works of art, existences full of secrets whose life continues alongside ours, while ours is transitory. ↗

— Rainier Marie Rilke

#letters-to-a-young-poet #poetry #writing #art

...dark furrow lines grid the snow, punctuated by orange abacus beads of pumpkins - now the crows own the field... ↗

— John Geddes

#field #furrow-lines #grid #nature #orange-abacus

...at dawn, the grains of sleep turn to floating black spots, then out of focus the world tilts, and the cat scratches at the door... ↗

— John Geddes

#dawn #nature #poetry #sleep #the-world

...across the snowy field the barn light gleams - it's the loneliness of November twilight... ↗

— John Geddes

#field #loneliness #nature #poetry-quotes #twilight

Nothing is inanimate; what is the rest is our interpretation. ↗