#try

Hotel My room's shaped like a cage the sun Put his arm right through the window But I who wish to smoke and dream Use it to light my cigarette I don't want to work I want to smoke ↗

— Apollinaire

#poetry #smoking #dreams

Breath, dreams, silence, invincible calm, you triumph. ↗

— Paul Valéry

#dreams

This dream the world is having about itself includes a trace on the plains of the Oregon trail, a groove in the grass my father showed us all one day while meadowlarks were trying to tell something better about to happen. ↗

— William Edgar Stafford

#poets #dreams

I feel the only thing you can do about life is to preserve it, by art if you're an artist, by children if you're not. ↗

— Philip Larkin

#children #letters-to-monica #philip-larkin #poem #poet

Poetry is an intimate act. It's about bringing forth something that's inside you--whether it is a memory, a philosophical idea, a deep love for another person or for the world, or an apprehension of the spiritual. It's about making something, in language, which can be transmitted to others--not as information, or polemic, but as irreducible art. ↗

— Dorianne Laux

#art

...these vignettes I sketch for you - what are they? watercolors ..yes and dreams blurred with tears ... ↗

— John Geddes

#love-loss #poetry #sketches #tears #vignettes

I am a butterfly poet birthed from pain flying with the freedom of my verses. ↗

— Susie Clevenger

#dreams #journey #life #poetry #dreams

...in my dream the shadings of your soul are the dark tincture of rain... ↗

— John Geddes

#poetry #rain #sadness #soul #dreams

What happens to a dream deferred? ↗