Quotes About Poem

And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flotsam, A dreaming drowned man sometimes goes down.

its speedometer. But the bamboo grove in Bobby Shaftoe's haiku has not been added just to put a little Oriental flavor into the poem and wow the folks back home in Oconomowoc.

chanson de geste

If Amy had one ounce of romance in her soul, she would be sighing with gratification. Instead, she said acerbically, "All that's missing is the love poem." Jermyn deposited her in a chair by the table. "I'll order a pen and ink for you.

The Germans have a poem to the effect that when you hear singing you may lie down in peace, for evil men have no songs. The Nazis were using this as one more camouflage, but for Lanny tonight it held good.

The poem written, his selfconsciousness violated, he was whole again.

It is a novel constructed like a poem, where each character is only exceptional because if the hyperbolic manner in which he represents generality.

But architecture will no more be the social, collective, dominant art. The great poem, the great work of humankind will never again be built but printed.

The starlings swooped, writing a poem across the heavens that only God could read.

The inextinguishable lesbian spark. You've surely heard about it? The one that was first ignited at Lesbos, because Sappho was so sad every time a young woman left the academy that she wrote her a poem. Fancy being sad because someone leaves! Perverted, that's what I call it. Don't you?

...after having read for twelve months what these critics say I meant to say in the poem, it seems to me that I may be allowed to express my own opinion...

Dreams are the bright creatures of poem and legend, who sport on earth in the night season, and melt away in the first beam of the sun, which lights grim care and stern reality on their daily pilgrimage through the world.

The first child in a family is its poem, — it is a sort of nativity play, and we bend before the younger stranger with gifts, "gold, frankincense, and myrrh." But the tenth child in a poor family is prose, and gets simply what is due to comfort. There are no superfluities, no fripperies, no idealities, about the tenth cradle.

The poem and the drama is not the experience except as we identify ourselves with it, and know what it feels like to have it. What distinguishes literature is that it cannot be understood unless we understand what it is like to be human.

One can, of course, speak several languages. There are speakers who are competent in more than one language. Some even write several languages at a time (prostheses, grafts, translation, transposition) . But do they not always do it with a view to an absolute idiom? and in the promise of a still unheard-of language? of a sole poem previously inaudible?

Death is preferable?" "I've already written my death poem, Lady: " When I die, don't burn me, don't bury me, just throw my body on a field to fatten some empty-bellied dog. " "That could be arranged. Easily.

God, A Poem 'I didn't exist at Creation, I didn't exist at the Flood, And I won't be around for Salvation To sort out the sheep from the cud- 'Or whatever the phrase is. The fact is In soteriological terms I'm a crude existential malpractice And you are a diet of worms

I'm uncomfortable with the focus on the poet and not on the poem.

There is no force in Earth or Heaven above, No, not even the damned of Hell can stop relentless Love. ---Kari, The Valkyrie, Chapter Sixteen, Valley of the Damned Epic Martial Poem/Allegory

I went to squat with a bunch of friends - creative, intelligent, political people. We got involved in a community project funded by the Arts Council and we made this video. I sang a poem and somebody, I think it was Richard Coles, who was later my partner in the Communards, said I had a very strange sound and I should use it.

I have a personal little routine that I do in my dressing room just to kind of get myself mentally prepared to go on stage, and part of that is a poem that I read to myself.

Style is not something applied. It is something that permeates. It is of the nature of that in which it is found, whether the poem, the manner of a god, the bearing of a man. It is not a dress.

She kissed me, and my mouth wrote a poem of welcome to her lips.

The oldest written poem was by the Greek, Homer. His poem, The Iliad, tells the story of the siege of Troy, a story of the heroes who fought to the death to get Helen back to her hubby, King Menelaus.