“A poem is not just words placed on a line. It's a cloth. Mahmoud Darwish wanted to build his home, his exile, from all the words in the world. I weave my poems with my veins. I want to build a poem like a solid home, but hopefully not with my bones.”
Source: Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear: Poems from Gaza
“Life is like that. You think you’re just slogging along and then something reminds you that just getting up in the morning and choosing to live is something miraculous. I try to hold that with me. I need to hold that with me.”
“Some people love death so much they want to give it to everyone.
Some are more selective.
Some people don’t know they’re alive.”
“The dentist is now the same
age as me, which is troubling,
mostly because of what I
have and have not done
with my life”
“Sanjala je da živi u Parizu,
bujna kosa, aristokratska lepota,
porcelanska put, rumeni obrazi,
svileno rublje, kožne sandale,
spolja Diznilend, iznutra Luvr,
ljubavi su joj revolucije,
raskidi su joj bitke kod Vaterloa.
Sanjala je da živi u Parizu,
ne slutivši da Pariz,
već živi u njoj.”
Source: Mir More Ljubav
“What is the call, so profound in your heart, that it pulls you out of your home, making you dance like a madman, tearing apart your robe?
What is the song that comes to your heart when dawn surrenders to sunset?
What is the poem that makes you awake, in the scent of autumn rain?
What stillness lies in these, that unveils another world?”
“After Mr. Richard M. Nixon, I feel that sincerity is no longer possible as a public attitude.”
Source: Straw for the Fire: From the Notebooks of Theodore Roethke
“In poetry, there are no casual readers.”
Source: Straw for the Fire: From the Notebooks of Theodore Roethke
“The greatest assassin of life is haste.”
Source: Straw for the Fire: From the Notebooks of Theodore Roethke
“Remind yourself once more of the absolute holiness of your task.”
Source: Straw for the Fire: From the Notebooks of Theodore Roethke