Home / Quotes / Quote by C. Prudence Arceneaux

Quote by C. Prudence Arceneaux

“For further reference: I go to love like a fire engine to a three-alarm, flashing and spinning, yelling across town. Nothing to be afraid of: the ceiling falling, windows concave, doors bowed and stiff.”

Quote by C. Prudence Arceneaux

Author

C. Prudence Arceneaux

Browse famous quotes and profile details for C. Prudence Arceneaux. more

You May Also Like

“My uncle keeps his birth certificate in his trunk so when he gets pulled over he can prove he was born in the United States. He calls my father to say, They want us dead. Who? All of them.”

Poetry Poem Police Proof Immigrants Citizenship

Author:Monica Rico

“The horror of Jaws is not the rows of teeth, but the endless sea of white faces who are afraid of losing money knowing the ocean has always been full of sharks, blood, and everything else they cannot see.”

Poetry Fear Poem Ocean Sharks Movies Being Afraid White People Jaws

Author:Monica Rico

“I kept my life in a small room with pale blue walls and brought it back little presents from the world This is for you I would say This is for you”

World Life Poetry Poem

Author:Kirk Wilson

“I chewed into the wreck of the world, into the neckbone of the past that pursued me. All the while, I moved toward extinction, bearing the burden of damage, language of the protector.”

World Life Past Poetry Poem Damage Extinction

Author:Tina Chang

“My mother was a mother of mothers, modern before she was ancestral. She was a woman who morphed into feline, back to her human self before I woke each morning.”

Poetry Poem Mothers Felines

Author:Tina Chang

“It is my annual day of sobbing. What are these brown hands for if not to bury my eyes in the ancient rivers of wrongs?”

Poetry Grief Sorrow Poem Crying African Americans Blacks Sobbing Wrongs

Author:Major Jackson

“If only in the beginning someone said i wish us both to do more than survive”

Life Poetry Poem Survival

Author:Marcus Wicker

“The machinery of grace is always simple.”

Poetry Grace Poem Simplicity

Author:Michael Donaghy

“The pulse of intention does not move so that one Can see it, and moral machinery is not labelled, but The future of time is determined by the power of volition.”

Poetry Time Morality Poem Intention Free Will Volition

Author:Marianne Moore

“We're foot—slog—slog—slog—sloggin’ over Africa! Foot—foot—foot—foot—sloggin’ over Africa— (Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin’ up and down again!) There’s no discharge in the war! Seven—six—eleven—five—nine-an’-twenty mile to-day— Four—eleven—seventeen—thirty-two the day before— (Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin’ up and down again!) There’s no discharge in the war! Don’t—don’t—don’t—don’t—look at what’s in front of you. (Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin’ up an’ down again!) Men—men—men—men—men go mad with watchin’ ’em, And there’s no discharge in the war! Try—try—try—try—to think o’ something different— Oh—my—God—keep—me from goin’ lunatic! (Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin’ up an’ down again!) There’s no discharge in the war! Count—count—count—count—the bullets in the bandoliers. If—your—eyes—drop—they will get atop o’ you (Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin’ up and down again!) There’s no discharge in the war! We—can—stick—out—’unger, thirst, an’ weariness, But—not—not—not—not the chronic sight of ’em— Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin’ up an’ down again! An’ there’s no discharge in the war! ’Tain’t—so—bad—by—day because o’ company, But—night—brings—long—strings—o’ forty thousand million Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin’ up an’ down again. There’s no discharge in the war! I—’ave—marched—six—weeks in ’Ell an’ certify It—is—not—fire—devils—dark or anything, But boots—boots—boots—boots—movin’ up an’ down again, An’ there’s no discharge in the war!”

War Poem Boots Infantry The Five Nations

Book:The Five Nations

Source: The Five Nations