“You will not find the warrior, the poet, the philosopher or the Christian by staring into his eyes as if he were your mistress: better fight beside him, read with him, argue with him, pray with him.” IfsEyeChristianFightingPoetPrayingPhilosopherArguingWarriorStaringHis EyesMistress Author:C. S. Lewis
“The source of each accordant strain Lies deeper than the Poet's brain. First from the people's heart must spring The passions which he learns to sing; They are the wind, the harp is he, To voice their fitful melody,-- The language of their varying fate, Their pride, grief, love, ambition, hate,-- The talisman which holds inwrought The touchstone of the listener's thought; That penetrates each vain disguise, And brings his secret to his eyes.” PeopleFirstsHeartEyeLyingHatePassionLanguageVoiceGriefSecretBrainFatePoetWindSourcePrideAmbitionSpringDeeperVainHis EyesMelodyDisguiseListenersStrainPenetrateHarpsTouchstonesTalismans Book:The Poems Source: The Poems
“The first thing that strikes you about Timothy Murphys verse is the palpable texture of his line - that sound of sense practised by that other American poet-farmer, Robert Frost. And just as Murphys ear is trained on the rhythms of local speech and classical epigram, his eye holds fast on the image. This is an undeluded vision, sometimes bleak, often funny, and never less than painstakingly crafted.” FirstsSometimesEyeSoundLinesVisionPoetSpeechEarsStrikesLocalsRhythmHis EyesFarmersVersesTextureFrostBleakEpigramsHold Fast Author:Michael Donaghy
“While the poet wrestles with the horses on his brain and the sculptor wounds his eyes on the hard spark of alabaster, the dancer battles the air around her, air that threatens at any moment to destroy her harmony or to open huge open empty spaces where her rhythm will be annihilated.” HardMomentsEyeSpaceBrainAirPoetHugeBattleEmptyHorseHarmonyWoundsRhythmHis EyesDancerSparksSculptorsEmpty Space Author:Federico Garcia Lorca