10 quotes found
“poetry is notexcept in a very limited sensea form of self-expression. Who on earth supposes that the pearl expresses the oyster?”
“poetry is not—except in a very limited sense—a form of self-expression. Who on earth supposes that the pearl expresses the oyster?”
“See this abdicated beast, once kingOf them all, nibble his claws:Not anger enough leftno, nor despairTo break his teeth on the bars.”
“A way of using words to say things which could not possibly be said in any other way, things which in a sense do not exist till they are born in poetry.”
“And yet this self, containsTides, continents and starsa myriad selves,Is small and solitary as one grass-bladePassed over by the windAmongst a myriad grasses on the prairie.”
“First, I do not sit down at my desk to put into verse something that is already clear in my mind. If it were clear in my mind, I should have no incentive or need to write about it. We do not write ...”
“It is eighteen years ago, almost to the day-A sunny day with the leaves just turning,The touch-lines new-ruled - since I watched you playYour first game of fotball, then, like a satelliteWrenched f...”
“In June we picked the clover,And sea-shells in July:There was no silence at the door,No word from the sky.A hand came out of AugustAnd flicked his life away:We had not time to bargain, mope,Moraliz...”
“The river this November afternoonRests in an equipoise of sun and cloud:A glooming light, a gleaming darkness shroudIts passage. All seems tranquil, all in tune.”
“And yet this self, containsTides, continents and stars―a myriad selves,Is small and solitary as one grass-bladePassed over by the windAmongst a myriad grasses on the prairie.”
