#poe

I'm perfectly happy when I look out at an audience and it's all women. I always think it's kind of odd, but then, more women than men, I think, read and write poetry. ↗

— Diane Wakoski

#audience #happy #i #i always #i think

It's something we, guys, have all done. Made tapes for girls, trying to impress them, to meet them on a shared plane of aesthetics. Read them someone else's poetry because they do poetry better than you could do it, because you're too awkward to do it. ↗

— John Cusack

#because #better #could #done #else

The bad poet is a toady mimicking nature. ↗

— Edward Dahlberg

#mimicking #nature #poet

We are proud to have with us the poet lariat of Chicago. ↗

— Richard J. Daley

#poet #proud #us

The first man to compare the cheeks of a young woman to a rose was obviously a poet; the first to repeat it was possibly an idiot. ↗

— Salvador Dali

#compare #first #idiot #man #obviously

I wanted to write the most beautiful poem but that is impossible; the world has written its own. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#dejan-stojanovic #impossible #literature #literature-quotes #philosophy

Poetry is composing for the breath. ↗

— Peter Davison

#composing #poetry

She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that’s best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellow’d to that tender light Which heaven to gaudy day denies. One shade the more, one ray the less, Had half impair’d the nameless grace Which waves in every raven tress, Or softly lightens o’er her face; Where thoughts serenely sweet express How pure, how dear their dwelling-place. And on that cheek, and o’er that brow, So soft, so calm, yet eloquent, The smiles that win, the tints that glow, But tell of days in goodness spent, A mind at peace with all below, A heart whose love is innocent. ↗

— George Gordon Byron

#poetry #beauty

For while the subjects of poetry are few and recurrent, the moods of man are infinitely various and unstable. It is the same in all arts. ↗

— John Drinkwater

#few #infinitely #man #moods #poetry

If it is an imperfect word, no external circumstance can heighten its value as poetry. ↗

— John Drinkwater

#external #heighten #imperfect #poetry #value