#poe

I still have a feeling that I haven't written the best that I can write. I think all poets must feel this: that there is constantly something new to be discovered in the language. It's like a thrilling encounter, and you can find things. ↗

— Carol Ann Duffy

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It's always good when women win things in fiction because it tends to be more male-dominated, unlike poetry, which is more equal. ↗

— Carol Ann Duffy

#because #equal #fiction #good #more

You can find poetry in your everyday life, your memory, in what people say on the bus, in the news, or just what's in your heart. ↗

— Carol Ann Duffy

#everyday #everyday life #find #heart #just

I have learned so much from working with other poets, travelling and reading with them, spending days discussing poems in progress. There is the sense that we are all, as writers, part of something which is more powerful than any of us. ↗

— Helen Dunmore

#days #discussing #i #i have learned #learned

A poet's cultural baggage and erudition can interfere with a poem. ↗

— Douglas Dunn

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Reading a poem aloud to an audience is gestural as much as precise. ↗

— Douglas Dunn

#audience #gestural #much #poem #precise

I loved a woman whose beauty Like the moon moved all the humming heavens to music till the stars with their tiny teeth burst into song and I fell on the ground before her while the sky hardened and she laughed and turned me down softly, I was so young. ↗

— Peter Meinke

#poetry #rejection #beauty

Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep! The river glideth at his own sweet will: Dear God! the very houses seem asleep; And all that mighty heart is lying still! ↗

— William Wordsworth

#poetry #beauty

I heard Nirvana, and discovered that songs could be like poetry, but a little bit more refined: you didn't have to have 20 verses to get your point across. ↗

— Justin Townes Earle

#bit #could #discovered #get #heard

Emotion is the surest arbiter of a poetic choice, and it is the priest of all supreme unions in the mind. ↗

— Max Eastman

#choice #emotion #mind #poetic #priest