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Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance.
'Twas he that ranged the words at random flung,
Pierced the fair pearls and them together strung.
'Twas he that ranged the words at random flung,
Pierced the fair pearls and them together strung.
A poet is a man who manages, in a lifetime of standing out in thunderstorms, to be struck by lightning read more
A poet is a man who manages, in a lifetime of standing out in thunderstorms, to be struck by lightning five or six times.
A poem is never finished, only abandoned.
A poem is never finished, only abandoned.
Of our conflicts with others we make rhetoric; of our conflicts with ourselves we make poetry.
Of our conflicts with others we make rhetoric; of our conflicts with ourselves we make poetry.
Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess what is seen during read more
Poetry is the opening and closing of a door, leaving those who look through to guess what is seen during a moment.
When you write in prose you say what you mean. When you write in rhyme you say what you must.
When you write in prose you say what you mean. When you write in rhyme you say what you must.
Poetry is one of the destinies of speech... One would say that the poetic image, in its newness, opens a read more
Poetry is one of the destinies of speech... One would say that the poetic image, in its newness, opens a future to language.
For rhyme the rudder is of verses,
With which, like ships, they steer their courses.
For rhyme the rudder is of verses,
With which, like ships, they steer their courses.