#poe

The birthing wolf, Her heart fed with tenderness, Gave forth from ripe brown nipples, Food to feed the universe. ↗

— Roman Payne

#hope-and-despair #payne #poem #roman #roman-payne

One night they walked while the moon rose and poured a great burden of glory over the garden until it seemed fairyland with Amory and Eleanor, dim phantasmal shapes, expressing eternal beauty and curious elfin love moods. Then they turned out of the moonlight into the trellised darkness of a vine-hung pagoda, where there were scents so plaintive as to be nearly musical. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#poetry #romance #beauty

Paper is the strongest material in the world. Things under which a mountain will crumble, you can place on paper and it will hold: beauty at its most intense; love at its fiercest; the greatest grief; the greatest rage. ↗

— Nadeem Aslam

#beauty

Pine trees rise through cloud soar up into the blue skies, bush clover spangled with dewdrops sways in the autumn breeze; As I dip cold, pure water at the edge of the stream, a solitary white crane comes lolloping my way. ↗

— Baisao

#nature-s-beauty #beauty

This is for you, all the women of the world Those who lived, all who ever will this is for your love, mine is yours Love is fate, I am here Because you know the meaning of life That begins and ends with a kiss We are knights in shining ardor, who toil for you And our children, it's a circle So they will know this truth Love is the sacred gospel, all we need to know As your son and lover, my spirit lives imbued With, from and by your wisdom and beauty I am here to pay honor and homage to your soul This is and will always be my devotion This I dedicate, because through you I become whole ↗

— Trevor McShane

#first-love-last-love #love #poem #trevor-mcshane #beauty

Some days I wake up and all I feel are the fractures in the flesh that covers the only me I've ever known. Some days, it's those exact fissures that let the light hiding inside me pour out and cover in gold everyone that found enough beauty in the cracks to stand close. ↗

— Tyler Knott Gregson

#pain #poetry #beauty

All beautiful distractions, ignites from you. ↗

— V.S.Atbay - Epiphany A Collection of Poems

#friendship-and-love #hope #love #lovers #poetry-love

Thanks to Karen Connelly who read earlier versions of this manuscript and to Ronald Hatch my editor and publisher. ↗

— Nancy Holmes

#dangerous #gifts #heavenly #poetry-in-disguise #rebel

Ted: A fucking good poem is a weapon. It's-- and not like a-- a popgun or something. - It's a bomb. It's like a bloody big bomb. Sylvia: That’s why they make children learn them in school. They don't want them messing about with them on their own. I mean, just imagine if a sonnet went off accidentally. Boom. ↗

— John Brownlow

#imagination

To Wallace Stevens' post-Nietzschean formula 'God and the imagination are one,' these women poets would add a crucial third element: God and the imagination and my body are one. ↗

— Alicia Suskin Ostriker

#imagination