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and discussion search Home My Books Groups Recommendations genres listopia giveaways popular goodreads voice ebooks fun trivia quizzes quotes community creative writing people events Explore quote Quotes About Poetry Quotes tagged as "poetry" (showing 1,351-1,380 of 3,000) Ingrid Jonker I searched for my own heart and long after I had lost my way in the days trailing past with their foliage in the aloof sky blue with distance I thought I'd find my heart where I'd kept your eyes two brown butterflies and I saw the swallows swoop and shadows starlings ? Ingrid Jonker tags: poetry 15 likes Like Alfred Tennyson And this gray spirit yearning in desire To follow knowledge like a sinking star, Beyond the utmost bound of human thought. ? Alfred Tennyson tags: poetry, ulysses 15 likes Like Gaston Bachelard Here is Menard's own intimate forest: 'Now I am traversed by bridle paths, under the seal of sun and shade...I live in great density...Shelter lures me. I slump down into the thick foliage...In the forest, I am my entire self. Everything is possible in my heart just as it is in the hiding places in ravines. Thickly wood ed distance separates me from moral codes and cities. ? Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space tags: 187, forest, immensity, poetry, space, trees 12 likes Like Paul luard There is another world, and it is in this one. ? Paul luard tags: poetry 12 likes Like

Walt Whitman And I or you pocketless of a dime, may purchase the pick of the earth. ? Walt Whitman, Song of Myself tags: earth, highland, leaves-of-grass, nature, poetry, song, whitman 12 likes L ike Brion Gysin The poets are supposed to liberate the words not chain them in phrases. Who told the poets they were supposed to think? Poets are meant to sing and to make words sing. Writers don't own their words. Since when do words belong to anybody? 'Yo ur very own words,' indeed! And who are you? ? Brion Gysin, Brion Gysin Let the Mice In tags: art, brion-gysin, cut-ups-self-explained, poetry 12 likes Like i presented my feminine side with flowers she cut the stems and placed them gently down my throat and these tu lips might soon eclipse your brightest hopes ? Saul Williams She tags: poetry 11 likes Like Denise Levertov But for us the road unfurls itself, we don't stop walking, we know there is far t o go. ? Denise Levertov tags: poetry 10 likes Like Czeslaw Milosz I have defined poetry as a 'passionate pursuit of the Real. ? Czeslaw Milosz tags: poetry 10 likes Like Rainer Maria Rilke This is the creature there has never been. They never knew it, and yet, none the less, they loved the way it moved, its suppleness, its neck, its very gaze, mild and serene. Not there, because they loved it, it behaved as though it were. They always left some space. And in that clear unpeopled space they saved it lightly reared its head, with scarce a trace of not being there. They fed it, not with corn, but only with the possibility of being. And that was able to confer such strength, its brow put forth a horn. One horn. Whitely it stole up to a maid - to be within the silver mirror and in her. ? Rainer Maria Rilke tags: poetry 10 likes Like Jane Hirshfield Poetry's work is the clarification and magnification of being. ? Jane Hirshfield tags: poetry 9 likes Like Judy Grahn Paris and Helen

He called her: golden dawn She called him: the wind whistles He called her: heart of the sky She called him: message bringer He called her: mother of pearl barley woman, rice provider, millet basket, corn maid, flax princess, all-maker, weef She called him: fawn, roebuck, stag, courage, thunderman, all-in-green, mountain strider keeper of forests, my-love-rides He called her: the tree is She called him: bird dancing He called her: who stands, has stood, will always stand She called him: arriver He called her: the heart and the womb are similar She called him: arrow in my heart. ? Judy Grahn, The Work of a Common Woman: The Collected Poetry of Judy Grahn, 19 64-1977 tags: mythology, poetry 8 likes Like Charles Bukowski that your power of command with simple language was one of the magnificent things of our century. (from the poem: result) ? Charles Bukowski tags: bukowski, command, language, poetry, power, speech, war-all-the-time 8 lik es Like Robert Hass Take the time to write. You can do your life's work in half an hour a day. ? Robert Hass tags: poetry 8 likes Like Carrie Etter He remembers which sister I like least and asks how she is doing. (lines 9-11 of the poem 'Divorce') ? Carrie Etter, The Tethers tags: divorce, marriage, poetry, women 7 likes Like Robert Frost I've given offense by saying I'd as soon write free verse as play tennis with the net down. ? Robert Frost tags: poetry 7 likes Like Katerina Stoykova Klemer Impatience kills quickly. ? Katerina Stoykova Klemer

tags: impatience, poem, poetry, short-poem 7 likes Like When the heart stops oozing blood & the outpouring is clear as water (so to speak) then you know you've turned the corner & will be well. When you look inward & all pathways are no longer dark but clearly lighted & shine like transparent drinking straws then you know you'll find your way alone. When the gray morning has nothing to do with you & doesn't weigh you down like a heavy blanket, then you know that moving will be easy again and your body will flow through time like the river it really is, smooth & deep. no rocks, no shallows to smash or catch you, keep you from moving on. When the heart slows to its normal rhythm and the beauty of birdsong at dawn doesn't make you cry because you are alone listening, then you know that everything has happened that is going to for now, and you can get on with your life & everything about it that was yours alone and always finer than anyone could ever imagine it would be without him. ? Grace Butcher tags: poetry 7 likes Like Emily Dickinson We do not play on Graves Because there isn't Room Besides it isn't even it slants And People come And put a Flower on it And hang their faces so We're fearing that their Hearts will drop And crush our pretty play And so we move as far As Enemies away Just looking round to see how far It is Occasionally ? Emily Dickinson tags: death, poetry 6 likes Like Anne Carson THE PRESOCRATIC PROBLEM [all snap flags]