“In our language rhyme is a barrel. A barrel of dynamite. The line is a fuse. The line smoulders to the end and explodes; and the town is blown sky-high in a stanza.” EndsLanguageLinesSkyTownsRhymeBarrelsFuseDynamiteSky High Author:Vladimir Mayakovsky
“Formerly I believed books were made like this: a poet came, lightly opened his lips, and the inspired fool burst into song – if you please! But it seems, before they can launch a song, poets must tramp for days with callused feet, and the sluggish fish of the imagination flounders softly in the slush of the heart. And while, with twittering rhymes, they boil a broth of loves and nightingales, the tongueless street merely writhes for lack of something to shout or say” IfsHeartMadeBookSeemsSongImaginationFeetStreetsPoetFoolPleaseInspiredLipsFishesRhymeNightingalesSluggishTrampsSlush Author:Vladimir Mayakovsky
“A line is a fuse that's lit. The line smolders, the rhyme explodes— and by a stanza a city is blown to bits.” BitsLinesCitiesRhymeLitFuse Author:Vladimir Mayakovsky
