Poetry Quotes - Page 8

Wheresoe'er I turn my view, All is strange, yet nothing new: Endless labor all along, Endless labor to be wrong: Phrase that Time has flung away; Uncouth words in disarray, Trick'd in antique ruff and bonnet, Ode, and elegy, and sonnet.

Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry.

Every single soul is a poem.

Poetry is the sister of Sorrow. Every man that suffers and weeps is a poet; every tear is a verse, and every heart a poem.

Since the printing press came into being, poetry has ceased to be the delight of the whole community of man; it has become the amusement and delight of the few.

Babies are not brought by storks and poets are not produced by workshops.

A poet is a man who puts up a ladder to a star and climbs it while playing a violin.

For women, then, poetry is not a luxury. It is a vital necessity of our existence.

Admittedly or not, conscious or unconscious, the poetic state, a transcendent experience of life, is what the public is fundamentally seeking through love, crime, drugs, war, or insurrection.

Some rhyme a neebor's name to lash; Some rhyme (vain thought!) for needfu' cash; Some rhyme to court the countra clash, An' raise a din; For me, an aim I never fash; I rhyme for fun.

Poetry is the shadow cast by our streetlight imaginations.

These poems are a mental sketch as formed / Passage by passage of light and shade / Maintained and preserved to this point / Brought together in paper and mineral ink

Poetry must have something in it that is barbaric, vast and wild.

Zen Makes use, to a great extent, of poetical expressions; Zen is wedded to poetry.

Poets are mysterious, but a poet when all is said is not much more mysterious than a banker.

A poem is like a radio that can broadcast continuously for thousands of years.

Writing poetry after Auschwitz is barbaric.

Poetry is not an assertion of truth, but the making of that truth more fully real to us.

She had blue skin, And so did he. He kept it hid And so did she. They searched for blue Their whole life through, Then passed right by- And never knew.

No longer do we accept the 'sublimation model' according to which 'the function of art is to sublimate or transform experience, raising it from ordinary to extraordinary, from commonplace to unique, from low to high'.

Poetry is something in-between the dream and its interpretation.

If there is anything I love most, in the poems I love, it is the audible braiding of that bravery, that essential empty-handedness, and that willingness to be taken by surprise, all in one voice.

I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I Did, till we lov'd?

Everything one invents is true, you may be perfectly sure of that. Poetry is as precise as geometry.

As for the usefulness of poetry, its uses are many. It is the deification of reality.