Quotes from John Wain

I have nothing to say. And I am saying it. That's poetry.

Speak your mind, but ride a very fast horse!!

The high shelf Where you stacked the bad thing, hoping for calm, Broke. It rolled down. It follows you to the end.

Great cutting edge, indifferent to tissue Great stamping mass, indifferent to the cry of crushed bones, Grant us your hardness: We would be as prompt to suffer As you to inflict our suffering! Light flashes out from your whirling blades Heads bow to the earth before your harvesting: Heads of grain, heads of men and women. Grant us your hardness and bright surface. Be with us in the hour of our processing. - Hymn to Steel: for 5 million human voices

not be friends of

The most we can ask, the least we can give, is pity.

This is Chronos devouring his sons. The last maker of history swallows all previous history down. - The Adventures of the Day-Self in the Age of the Machines

And I, a twister, love, what I abhor.

The cinema is - in Jean Cocteau's famous words - 'a dream that can be dreamt by many people at the same time'.

How much of our literature, our political life, our friendships and love affairs, depend on being able to talk peacefully in a bar!

And I, a twister, love, what I abhor.