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It isn't possible to love and part. You will wish that it was. You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you. I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.E.m. Forster
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Maybe you could be mine / or maybe we’ll be entwined / aimless in this sexless foreplay.Jess C. Scott
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When Great Trees FallWhen great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker downin tall grasses, and even elephantslumber after safety. When great trees fallin forests, small things recoil into silence, their senseseroded beyond fear. When great souls die, the air around us becomeslight, rare, sterile. We breathe, briefly. Our eyes, briefly, see witha hurtful clarity. Our memory, suddenly sharpened, examines, gnaws on kind wordsunsaid, promised walksnever taken. Great souls die andour reality, bound tothem, takes leave of us. Our souls, dependent upon theirnurture, now shrink, wizened. Our minds, formedand informed by theirradiance, fall away. We are not so much maddenedas reduced to the unutterable ignoranceof dark, coldcaves. And when great souls die, after a period peace blooms, slowly and alwaysirregularly. Spaces fillwith a kind ofsoothing electric vibration. Our senses, restored, neverto be the same, whisper to us. They existed. They existed. We can be. Be and bebetter. For they existed.Maya Angelou
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Blessed are the weird people: poets, misfits, writersmystics, painters, troubadoursfor they teach us to see the world through different eyes.Jacob Nordby
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Even if you are alone you wage war with yourself.Dejan Stojanovic
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You not only are hunted by others, you unknowingly hunt yourself.Dejan Stojanovic
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From whichever side I start, I think I am in an old place where others have been before me.Dejan Stojanovic
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A smiling lie is a whirlwind, easy to enter, but hard to escape.Dejan Stojanovic
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The same word we love and hate, leaves in different directions, taking different paths.Dejan Stojanovic
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It’s not easy to write a poem about a poem.Dejan Stojanovic
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For a game, you don’t need a teacher.Dejan Stojanovic
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Different languages, the same thoughts; servant to thoughts and their masters.Dejan Stojanovic
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I bargained with Life for a penny, And Life would pay no more, However I begged at evening When I counted my scanty store; For Life is just an employer, He gives you what you ask, But once you have set the wages, Why, you must bear the task. I worked for a menial's hire, Only to learn, dismayed, That any wage I had asked of Life, Life would have paid.Jessie B. Rittenhouse
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Tis the wink of an eye, 'tis the draught of a breath, From the blossom of health to the paleness of death, From the gilded saloon to the bier and the shroud- Oh! why should the spirit of mortal be proud?William Knox
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The poet's job is to put into words those feelings we all have that are so deep, so important, and yet so difficult to name, to tell the truth in such a beautiful way, that people cannot live without it.Jane Kenyon
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In the essence of truth lies deceit.Dejan Stojanovic
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God is a cloud from which rain fell.Dejan Stojanovic
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Cosmos is God, who whispered the syllable of life.Dejan Stojanovic
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God is busy and has no time for you.Dejan Stojanovic
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When following God, Zero we never find.Dejan Stojanovic
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The world is God's salvation.Dejan Stojanovic
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The life we’re given is on a thread, so wear it well.Benny Bellamacina
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We don’t know anything about silent sages, buried knowledge, the eye of the mute poet, serene seers, yet how many talkative destroyers, prophets and ideologues, teachers and beautifiers there are on the other side.Dejan Stojanovic
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Each young person is a poet of sorts, trying to sort out the poetics of their inner life and its relation to the great world around it. Each elder is a philosopher of sorts, trying to sort out the meanings and gleanings of a life as well as the necessary implications of the presence of death.Michael Meade
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I have laughedmore than daffodilsand cried more than June.Sanober Khan
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To fall in love with someone's thoughts - the most intimate, splendid romance.Sanober Khan
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The intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.Sanober Khan
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In the case of Michel Angelo we have an artist who with brush and chisel portrayed literally thousands of human forms; but with this peculiarity, that while scores and scores of his male figures are obviously suffused and inspired by a romantic sentiment, there is hardly one of his female figures that is so, –the latter being mostly representative of woman in her part as mother, or sufferer, or prophetess or poetess, or in old age, or in any aspect of strength or tenderness, except that which associates itself especially with romantic love. Yet the cleanliness and dignity of Michel Angelo's male figures are incontestable, and bear striking witness to that nobility of the sentiment in him, which we have already seen illustrated in his sonnets.Edward Carpenter
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I writebecauseit is the only wayi can reach you.Sanober Khan
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She knew exactly how she ought to feel, for she was well read in our greater and lesser English poets, but the unfortunate fact was that she did not really like being kissed at all.Barbara Pym
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Poets are damned… but see with the eyes of angels.Allen Ginsberg
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Hope without love is hopeless.Dejan Stojanovic
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Bless the poets, the workers for justice, the dancers of ceremony, the singers of heartache, the visionaries, all makers and carriers of fresh meaning– We will all make it through, despite politics and wars, despite failures and misunderstandings. There is only love.Joy Harjo
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We talk of plans that are going to happen.we talk of the future, as if we know we will last.there is a sort of comfort in that.AVA.
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We get brave.we move.we believe.we keep going.Ava
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Everything i know about loveis that it hurtsand is almost always never returnedthe way you want it to.but i have hopebecause i do not know everything.AVA.
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You giver of light.you lover of love.you beautifulbeautifulhuman being you.Ava
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Poets never die, I thought. They just fail in the end.Rick Yancey
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Poets are interested primarily in death and commas.Carolyn Kizer
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I had never known any man to die while speaking in terza-rimaErnest Hemingway
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Language is the mother, not the handmaiden, of thought; words will tell you things you never thought or felt before.W.h. Auden
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Nor is there wanting in the press Some spirit to stand simply forth, Heroic in it nakedness, Against the uttermost of earth. The tale of earth's unhonored things Sounds nobler there than 'neath the sun; And the mind whirls and the heart sings, And a shout greets the daring one.Robert Frost
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I am Stephanie Lahart! An intelligent, empowered, and confident Black Queen. Purposely Fearless!Stephanie Lahart
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Some writers write to forget. Some forget to write.Mokokoma Mokhonoana
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I took a night drive.i needed to get away.i needed to knowit's okay to goand have no destination, where time moves slowor doesn't exist.that life can be like this, aimless wandering, just breathing, living, driving forever underneath the stars.Ava
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I am changingand i am loving change.Ava
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Every choice i have ever made after you existedhas been dependent on exactlyhow close i can have you next to meand how long i can get you to stay.Ava
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I am soft again.there is water and it surrounds me.there is feeling and i can feel it.i am awake and aliveand swollen and heavy with love.i am changingand i am loving change.Ava
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I am awake and aliveand swollen and heavywith love.AVA.
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I'm so hookedon how your mind works, on what you notice, on everything that excites you.i'm so caught up inhow you see the world, how you see everythingand still offer up your lovefor all to take it.you give me a glimpse of your heartand i can't tell youhow much you turn me on.Ava
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I feel everything.i do not know how to un-feeland to not feelis to stop the sun.Ava
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I took it off.i did not want to carry it with me anymore.AVA.
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I wanted to destroy you.you are mine to ruin.something so beautifulshould only exist for me.AVA.
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Let your love cover me like skin.i want the whole world to see.AVA.
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We talk of plans that are going to happen.we talk of the future, as if we know we will last.there is a sort of comfort in that.Ava
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I know it all ends the same, but i was interested in seeinghow you would break my heart.AVA.
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I open for you like a flower.i let you in like a new day.Ava
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Love is myself in the mirror.i will see love every time.AVA.
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You came in slowly like the fog and consumed me.Ava
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Love is my thighs, this belly, my eyes.love is my speech, the search, my cry.love is myself in the mirror.i will see love every time.Ava
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Woman-another word for beginning.another word for revolution.another word for healing.another word for being.another word for me.Ava
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The woman is rain, and when she falls, she is a monsoon.to love her is to drown.Ava
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You wanted it all to make senseand you wanted the most complicated answer, but the answer is simple.just be.Ava
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There's always been a little sadnessinside my happiness.i've never been able to separate the two.Ava
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Once, poets were magicians. Poets were strong, stronger than warriors or kings – stronger than old hapless gods. And they will be strong once again.Greg Bear
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In a worldfull oftemporary thingsyou area perpetual feeling.Sanober Khan
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A poet's work .. . to name the unnamable, to point at frauds, to take sides, start arguments, shape the world and stop it from going to sleep.Salman Rushdie
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A flower knows, when its butterfly will return, and if the moon walks out, the sky will understand;but now it hurts, to watch you leave so soon, when I don't know, if you will ever come back.Sanober Khan
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Poets are shameless with their experiences: they exploit them.Friedrich Nietzsche
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The poet, therefore, is truly the thief of fire. He is responsible for humanity, for animals even; he will have to make sure his visions can be smelled, fondled, listened to; if what he brings back from beyond has form, he gives it form; if it has none, he gives it none. A language must be found…of the soul, for the soul and will include everything: perfumes, sounds colors, thought grappling with thought .Arthur Rimbaud
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A poet should be so crafty with words that he is envied even for his pains.Criss Jami
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I act as the tongue of you, ... tied in your mouth .. .. in mine it begins to be loosened.Walt Whitman
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To hear never-heard sounds, To see never-seen colors and shapes, To try to understand the imperceptible Power pervading the world; To fly and find pure ethereal substances That are not of matter But of that invisible soul pervading reality. To hear another soul and to whisper to another soul; To be a lantern in the darkness Or an umbrella in a stormy day; To feel much more than know. To be the eyes of an eagle, slope of a mountain; To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon; To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves; To be an insignificant pedestrian on the streets Of crazy cities watching, watching, and watching. To be a smile on the face of a woman And shine in her memory As a moment saved without planning. .Dejan Stojanovic
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I grew up in this town, my poetry was born between the hill and the river, it took its voice from the rain, and like the timber, it steeped itself in the forests.Pablo Neruda
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Want of imagination makes things unreal enough to be destroyed. By imagination I mean knowledge and love. I mean compassion. People of power kill children, the old send the young to die, because they have no imagination. They have power. Can you have power and imagination at the same time? Can you kill people you don’t know and have compassion for them at the same time?Wendell Berry
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The aching in my chest isn't because I miss you, it's realizing that you have become someone I no longer know, your fears, your 4 am thoughts, your achievements, are things I no longer have an equivalent to. Who we were and who we are are four different people, and the me from now doesn't relate to the me from then, let alone to the you from now.- Tanzy Sayadi and Jarod KintzTanzy Sayadi
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Nobody reads poetry, we are told at every inopportune moment. I read poetry. I am somebody. I am the people, too. It can be allowed that an industrious quantity of contemporary American poetry is consciously written for a hermetic constituency; the bulk is written for the bourgeoisie, leaving a lean cut for labor. Only the hermetically aimed has a snowball's chance in hell of reaching its intended ears. One proceeds from this realization. A staggering figure of vibrant, intelligent people can and do live without poetry, especially without the poetry of their time. This figure includes the unemployed, the rank and file, the union brass, banker, scientist, lawyer, doctor, architect, pilot, and priest. It also includes most academics, most of the faculty of the humanities, most allegedly literary editors and most allegedly literary critics. They do so--go forward in their lives, toward their great reward, in an engulfing absence of poetry--without being perceived or perceiving themselves as hobbled or deficient in any significant way. It is nearly true, though I am often reminded of a Transtromer broadside I saw in a crummy office building in San Francisco:We got dressed and showed the house You live well the visitor said The slum must be inside you. If I wanted to understand a culture, my own for instance, and if I thought such an understanding were the basis for a lifelong inquiry, I would turn to poetry first. For it is my confirmed bias that the poets remain the most 'stunned by existence, ' the most determined to redeem the world in words.C.D. Wright
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...if you do not even understand what words say, how can you expect to pass judgementon what words conceal?H.D.
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I want to be in love with youthe same wayi am in love with the moonwith the lightshiningout of its soul.Sanober Khan
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It was the kind of moonthat I would want to send back to my ancestorsand gift to my descendantsso they know that I too, have been bruised...by beauty.Sanober Khan
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Because some thingssometimesaren't ours to hold, but just beautiful to listen to.Sanober Khan
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Not words. nor laughter. but rather someonewho will fall in lovewith your silence.Sanober Khan
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Everything you invent is true: you can be sure of that. Poetry is a subject as precise as geometry.Julian Barnes
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Poetry makes nothing happen.W.h. Auden
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I'd spent way more years worrying about how to look like a poet -- buying black clothes, smearing on scarlet lipstick, languidly draping myself over thrift-store furniture -- than I had learning how to assemble words in some discernible order.Mary Karr
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Whatever you get out of poetry - take it. take it. take it. Words are better off felt than understood.Sanober Khan
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Depth and substance.the two most exquisite qualities. be it in a poemor a person.Sanober Khan
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When there's a moon the shadows in the house grow larger;invisible hands draw back the curtains, a pallid finger writes forgotten words on dustof the piano...Yiannis Ritsos
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Again I resume the longlesson: how small a thingcan be pleasing, how littlein this hard world it takesto satisfy the mindand bring it to its rest.Wendell Berry
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Freud thought that a psychosis was a waking dream, and that poets were daydreamers too, but I wonder if the reverse is not as often true, and that madness is a fiction lived in like a rented houseWilliam H. Gass
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A pear should come to the table popped with juice, Ripened in warmth and served in warmth. On terms Like these, autumn beguiles the fatalist.Wallace Stevens
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At the edge of madness you howl diamonds and pearls.Aberjhani
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The pure playfulness of certain wholly whimsical portions of (Charles) Cros’s work should not obscure the fact that at the center of some of his most beautiful poems a revolver is leveled straight at us.Unknown
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When one does something, one must do it wholly and well. Those bastard existences where you sell suet all day and write poetry at night are made for mediocre minds — like those horses that are equally good for saddle and carriage, the worst kind, that can neither jump a ditch nor pull a plow.Gustave Flaubert
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We must listen to poets.Gaston Bachelard
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A silent night. - the most eloquent poem i have ever read.Sanober Khan
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One could say that artists are people who think naturally in highly patterned ways.Helen Vendler
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Therefore, since the world has still Much good, but much less good than ill, And while the sun and moon endure Luck's a chance, but trouble's sure, I'd face it as a wise man would, And train for ill and not for good.A.E. Housman
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Criticism is like politics: if you don't make your own you are by default accepting the status quo and are finally yourself responsible for whatever the status quo does to you.Annie Finch
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Your smile.is the ultimategolden dream.all the poemsin the worldare waking up from.Sanober Khan