Best poetry & fall Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“Poetry is a river; many voices travel in it; poem after poem moves along in the exciting crests and falls of the river waves. None is timeless; each arrives in an historical context; almost everything, in the end, passes. But the desire to make a poem, and the world's willingness to receive it--indeed the world's need of it--these never pass.”

World Needs Ends Moving Desire Poetry Fall Voice Rivers Exciting Historical Wave Poetry Is Willingness Timeless Historical Context

Book:A Poetry Handbook

Source: A Poetry Handbook

“the ordinary man's experience is chaotic, irregular, fragmentary. [He] falls in love or reads Spinoza, and these two experiences have nothing to do with each other, or with the noise of the typewriter, or the smell of cooking; in the mind of the poet these experiences are always forming new wholes”

Men Mind Art Two Poetry Fall Poet Ordinary Cooking Falling In Love Smell Noise Chaotic Typewriters Ordinary Man Spinoza

Book:The Sacred Wood and Major Early Essays

Source: The Sacred Wood and Major Early Essays

“Baby, I have no idea how this will end. Maybe the equator will fall like a hula hoop from the earth's hips and our mouths will freeze mid-kiss on our 80th anniversary or maybe tomorrow my absolute insanity combined with the absolute obstacle course of your communication skills will leave us like a love letter in a landfill. But whatever, however, whenever this ends I want you to know that right now, I love you forever.”

“My ear is not working, my poetry ear. I can't write a line that doesn't sound like pots and pans falling out of the cupboard.”

Writing I Can Poetry Fall Sound Lines Ears Pot Cupboards Pots And Pans

Author:Jane Kenyon

“When the landscape buckles and jerks around, when a dust column of debris rises from the collapse of a block of buildings on bodies that could have been your own, when the staves of history fall awry and the barrel of time bursts apart, some turn to prayer, some to poetry: words in the memory, a stained book carried close to the body, the notebook scribbled by hand--a center of gravity.”

Source: What Is Found There: Notebooks on Poetry and Politics (Expanded Edition)

“Watch out for intellect, because it knows so much it knows nothing and leaves you hanging upside down, mouthing knowledge as your heart falls out of your mouth.”

Knows Love Heart Poetry Fall Watches Mouths Intellect Upside Down Things Upside Down

Author:Anne Sexton

“Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run; To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease, For Summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.”

Source: Poetry Manuscripts at Harvard

“Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they're falling like they're falling in love with the ground.”

Inspirational Poetry Fall Seasons Falling In Love Hardest Autumn Fall Autumn Fall Season Autumn Leaves Autumn Season Falling Leaves Autumn Love

Book:Pole Dancing to Gospel Hymns

Source: Pole Dancing to Gospel Hymns

“As for me, Poetry takes the place of love, because it is enamored of itself, and because this self-lust has a delightful dying fall in my soul.”

Soul Self Poetry Fall Love Is Dying Lust My Soul Delightful Enamored

Author:Stephane Mallarme

“The reverie we intend to study is poetic reverie. This is a reverie which poetry puts on the right track, the track an expanding consciousness follows. This reverie is written, or, at least, promises to be written. It is already facing the great universe of the blank page. Then images begin to compose and fall into place.”

Poetry Fall Universe Consciousness Study Written Promise Pages Track Poetic Blank Expanding Reverie Fall Into Place Blank Pages Right Track

Author:Gaston Bachelard

“All the senses awaken and fall into harmony in poetic reverie. Poetic reverie listens to this polyphony of the senses, and the poetic consciousness must record it.”

Poetry Fall Consciousness Records Harmony Senses Poetic Reverie Polyphony

Author:Gaston Bachelard

“Peitaho Heavy rains fall on Yuyen, the northland kingdom of swallows. White pages of rain envelop the sky, and fishing boats off the Island of the Emperor Chin disappear on the ocean. Which way have they gone? More than a thousand years ago the mighty emperor Tsao Tsao cracked his whip and drove his army against the Tartars. He left us a poem: "Let us move east to the Stone Mountains." Today we still shiver in the autumn gale, in desolate winds, yet another man is in the world.”

“Poem for Liu Ya-tzu I cannot forget how in Canton we drank tea and in Chungking went over our poems when leaves were yellowing. Thirty-one years ago and now we come back at last to the ancient capital Peking. In this season of falling flowers I read your beautiful poems. Be careful not to be torn inside. Open your vision to the world. Don't say that waters of Kumming Lake are too shallow. We can watch fish better here than in the Fuchun River in the south.”

World Years Lasts Beautiful Poetry Fall Water Forget Vision Watches Flower Years Ago Rivers Seasons South Ancient Fishes Careful Tea Thirty Lakes Be Careful Shallow Torn Drank Your Beautiful

Author:Mao Zedong

“Prose is when all the lines except the last go on to the end. Poetry is when some of them fall short of it.”

Ends Lasts Poetry Fall Lines Goes On Prose Poetry Is

Author:Jeremy Bentham

“If a poet has any obligation toward society, it is to write well. Being in the minority, he has no other choice. Failing this duty, he sinks into oblivion. Society, on the other hand, has no obligation toward the poet. A majority by definition, society thinks of itself as having other options than reading verses, no matter how well written. Its failure to do so results in its sinking to that level of locution at which society falls easy prey to a demagogue or a tyrant. This is society's own equivalent of oblivion.”

“Went looking for faith on the forest floor, and it showed up everywhere. In the sun, and the water, and the falling leaves, the falling leaves of time.”

Poetry Fall Water Sun Forests Falling Leaves

Book:Special Deluxe: A Memoir of Life & Cars

Source: Special Deluxe: A Memoir of Life & Cars

“As the leaves fell slowly from the trees, you played your violin for me, and I recited my poem for you...”

Love Poetry Fall Passion Music Lovers Poets Violin Leaves Musicians

Author:Avijeet Das

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