What is a Sonnet? 'Tis the pearly shell
That murmurs of the far-off, murmuring sea;
A precious jewel carved most curiously;
It is a little picture painted well.
What is a Sonnet? 'Tis the tear that fell
From a great poet's hidden ecstasy;
A two-edged sword, a star, a song--ah me!
Sometimes a heavy tolling funeral bell.
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Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.
Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.
Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.
Poetry is a packsack of invisible keepsakes.
As civilization advances, poetry almost necessarily declines.
As civilization advances, poetry almost necessarily declines.
A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself.
A poem is true if it hangs together. Information points to something else. A poem points to nothing but itself.
Poetry is not a profession, it is a destiny.
Poetry is not a profession, it is a destiny.
Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.
Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.
A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.
A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.
The courage of the Poet is to keep ajar the door that leads into madness.
The courage of the Poet is to keep ajar the door that leads into madness.
Of trees I (Krishna) am the fig.
Of trees I (Krishna) am the fig.
