#poe

Poetry is something to make us wiser and better, by continually revealing those types of beauty and truth, which God has set in all men's souls. ↗

— James Russell Lowell

#better #continually #god #make #men

What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare? — No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night. No time to turn at Beauty's glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance. No time to wait till her mouth can Enrich that smile her eyes began. A poor life this if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. ↗

— W.H. Davies

#life #poetry #time #w-h-davies #beauty

The pure work implies the disappearance of the poet as speaker, who hands over to the words. ↗

— Stephane Mallarme

#hands #implies #over #poet #pure

I thought we were gonna open up the world of poetry and music to all kinds of things, and yet, I can't really think of anyone who's done anything like it since. ↗

— Ray Manzarek

#anything #done #gonna #i #kinds

Why poetry, you ask? Because of life, I answer. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#dejan-stojanovic #life #literature #literature-quotes #poetry

There have always been poets who performed. Blake sang his Songs of Innocence and Experience to parties of friends. ↗

— Adrian Mitchell

#been #blake #experience #friends #his

The trouble with fashions is you want to fuck the women in their fashions but when the time comes they always take them off so they don't get wrinkled. Face it, the really great fucks in a man's life was when there was no time to take yr clothes off, you were too hot and she was too hot - none of yr Bohemian leisure, this was middleclass explosions against snowbanks, against walls of shithouses in attics, on sudden couches in the lobby - Talk about yr hot peace. ↗

— Jack Kerouac

#fashions #jack-kerouac #sex #word-sketch #life

Today not even a universal fire could make the torrential poetic production of our time disappear. But it is exactly a question of production, that is, of hand-made products which are subject to the laws of taste and fashion. ↗

— Eugenio Montale

#disappear #even #exactly #fashion #fire

forge forever on tho' dark death rewards us all forge forever on ↗

— Kurt Brindley

#poetry #death

You ask how it is possible to be your own father and son. You should seek answers, although it is better to anticipate some, to be the light and dream. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#anticipation #dejan-stojanovic #dream #dreams #father