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“The boldest thing I ever did was turn to face my fear. The boldest move I ever made was mimicking its sneer. The boldest word I ever breathed while standing toe to toe, Was formed by trembling lips that dared to snarl 'I said no!'”

Book:Being Bold: Quotes, Poetry, & Motivations for Every Day of the Year

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“Everyone who made love the night before Was walking around with flashing red lights On top of their heads—a white-haired old gentleman, A red-faced schoolboy, a pregnant woman Who smiled at me from across the street And gave a little secret shrug, As if the flashing red light on her head Was a small price to pay for what she knew.”

Sex Poem Making Love Morning After Saturday Morning Night Before

Book:Collected Poems

Source: Collected Poems

“I have always said that a picture book is a palace for a poem. I still believe that.”

Poem Picture Book Palace

Book:Sir Grace and the Big Blizzard

Source: Sir Grace and the Big Blizzard

“Living long Doesn't really Matter, Living well Does.”

Life Inspirational Wisdom Poetry Wise Poem Quote Words

Author:Laure Lacornette

“every bit of me that I loathed, those weakened, vulnerable moments, was every bit of me she loved, this is what I miss the most.”

Love Life Poetry Relationships Love Quotes Poet Poem Love Sayings

Book:Unchained

Source: Unchained

“That we imagine we cannot feel the wars is an American feeling. That we cannot see them, that we say they are somewhere else. But someone pays the police. We do.”

Poetry Poem Police Denial Americans Wars

Book:Anybody: Poems

Source: Anybody: Poems

“TWO VOICES I own the dawn! the cockerel claims. The light still loiters with intent to take the night. Wind steals through woods, the democratic dew gives equal weight to everything. A few blank seconds and he starts again. He yawns and voice possesses him. I own all dawns! I stand on dignity! he shouts out, shut in the dark kingdom of his one-room flat. More pained possessive crazed each time he crows he has to wrench his larynx, curl his claws to let that shout surge through him. Glancing out I notice nothing answers except light, whose answer makes the earth's hairs stand on end and shadows fall full-length without a sound. What is the word for wordless, when the ground bursts into crickets? There's a creaking sound like speaking speeded up. A skeleton crawls across leaves, still in its cramped position. one minute stooping on a bending blade rubbing its painful elbows, next minute made of pinged elastic, flying hypertense, speaking in several languages at once. not like a mouth might speak, more like two hands make whispered contact through their finger-ends, like light itself which absent-mindedly brushes the grass and speaks by letting be, but when you duck down suddenly and stare into the startled stems, there's nothing there.”

Poem Alice Oswald Falling Awake

Book:Falling Awake

Source: Falling Awake

“Improve your world to improve your poetry, for poetry is the last window of your world from where you look at future. POETRY IS THE LAST WINDOW OF YOUR WORLD FROM WHERE YOU LOOK AT FUTURE OR PAST. IMPROVE YOUR WORLD TO IMPROVE YOUR POETRY. SOME PEOPLE USE IT TO LOOK AT THEIR PAST. OF COURSE THROUGH THE BACKYARD WINDOW”

Past Poetry Attitude Poem Future Window Worldview View Pointofview

Author:Vineet Raj Kapoor

“I LAY MY REGRETS TO REST IN MY POETRY”

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Author:Vineet Raj Kapoor

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