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Quotes About Poetry

For my part, I love to give myself up to the illusion of poetry. A hero of fiction that never existed is just as valuable to me as a hero of history that existed a thousand years ago.
~ Washington Irving
The poetic line, a grave and timeless portal, requires a very simple password.
~ Wayne Koestenbaum
And pluck till time and times are done The silver apples of the moon The golden apples of the sun
~ WB Yeats
Poetry presents the thing in order to convey the feeling. It should be precise about the thing and reticent about the feeling, for as soon as the mind responds and connects with the thing the feeling shows in the words; this is how poetry enters deeply into us.
~ Wei T'ai
Ansiando pela Primavera "Chô-chô, Chô-chô, na no ha ni tomare; Na no ha ga iyenara, te ni tomare…" Borboleta, vem pousar Na tenra colza - ou então, Se não te agrada a colza, Vem pousar na minha mão
~ Wenceslau de Moraes
And find that dark, too blooms and sings, and is traveled by dark feet, and dark wings.
~ Wendell Berry
bees in Indian love poetry are said to form the bowstring of the god of lust
~ Wendy Doniger
Renouncers tended to encourage a virulent loathing and fear of women, while worldly Hindus celebrated women in their sculptures, their poetry, and, sometimes, real life.
~ Wendy Doniger
bees in Indian love poetry are said to form the bowstring of the god of lust and to plunge deep inside the flowers that ooze with sap even as the rutting elephant's temples ooze with musk.
~ Wendy Doniger
It is not only my dreams, my belief is that all these dreams are yours as well. The only distinction between me and you is that I can articulate them. And that is what poetry or painting or literature or filmmaking is all about... and it is my duty because this might be the inner chronicle of what we are. We have to articulate ourselves, otherwise we would be cows in the field.
~ Werner Herzog
As the poets have mournfully sung, Death takes the innocent young, The rolling-in-money, The screamingly-funny, And those who are very well hung.
~ WH Auden
My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity.
~ Wilfred Owen
Above all, this book is not concerned with Poetry,The subject of it is War, and the pity of War.The Poetry is in the pity.All a poet can do is warn.
~ Wilfred Owen
Never fear: Thank Home, and Poetry, and the Force behind both.
~ Wilfred Owen
This book is not about heroes. English poetry is not yet fit to speak of them. Nor is it about deeds, or lands, nor anything about glory, honour, might, majesty, dominion, or power, except War. Above all I am not concerned with Poetry. My subject is War, and the pity of War. The Poetry is in the pity.
~ Wilfred Owen
I don't like to boast, but I have probably skipped more poetry than any other person of my age and weight in this country.
~ Will Cuppy
Put your ideas in verse if you can; they will be more likely to be taken as truth.
~ Daniel Kahneman
Poetry, as Allen Ginsberg reminded his friends, is news that stays news.
~ Daniel Mark Epstein
Clouds and buttercups exist in poetry, but they are there only because storms and flowers populate the world too.
~ Daniel Tammet
In my late teenage years, I developed a real passion for it, and wrote a lot of poetry.
~ Danielle Steel
Ako ne možeš da deluješ u pogibeljnoj sprezi tih protivure?nih sila, moralnih i pesni?kih, povuci se. Zalivaj kupus u svome vrtu, a ruže gaji samo na groblju. Jer ruže su pogubne po dušu.
~ Danilo Kiš
One thing then learned remains to me—The woodspurge has a cup of three.
~ Dante Gabriel Rossetti
I am glad it cannot happen twice, the fever of first love. For it is a fever, and a burden, too, whatever the poets may say.
~ Daphne du Maurier
When I asked if she read poetry anymore, she said no. she had lost her taste for it. That was how she said it, lost her taste. I asked how that could happen, and she said she agreed with Plato, or at least Plato as summarized for her: that there was something dishonest about it and that he was right to want to banish the poets. What she mean't, she told me, was that the only reality was life, real life, and that these beautiful versions were lies and she no longer had patience for it.
~ Daphne Kalotay