Quotes of: Poem Keyword

You are not male or female, but a plan deep-set within the heart of man.

Complete Poems

Take taking from those that give & nobody anywhere will need any more such gifts.

Collected Poems

AESTHETICS OF INTEGRITY For every star in the sky Someone is holding his ground.

The Collected Poems

I eat you, life; you make me living eat.

The Cats of Rome: New and Selected Poems

Come live with me and be my Love, And we will all the pleasures prove

The Complete Plays and Poems

there are these places on your poem, / where I want to write bodies.

Dandelions That have Held your Breath

no poet can know what his poem is going to be like until he has written it.

The Dyer's Hand

Them lady poets must not marry, pal.

The Dream Songs: Poems

You call it hope — that fire of fire! It is but agony of desire.

Edgar Allan Poe: Selected Poems

No moment is ever isolated With history elsewhere, drilling its stitches.

Bone Fires: New and Selected Poems

The wit taught by God to the bee Is withheld from the lion and the wild ass.

Rumi: Selected Poems

No one has yet tested the pencil To see how many words it can write

Notes on the Mosquito: Selected Poems

~ Not every poem is meant for oral stimulation, some are better devoured mentally.

Love and Ink

When is a monster not a monster? Oh, when you love it.

Literary Sexts: A Collection of Short & Sexy Love Poems

At the turning point of our emotions, there lay a magic milestone of hope, before us.

Love Poems

willow trees, willow trees they remind me of Desdemona I'm so damned literary

Lunch Poems

writing about a writer's block is better than not writing at all

The Last Night of the Earth Poems

not writing is not good but trying to write when you can't is worse.

The Last Night of the Earth Poems

If I lie down on my bed I must be here, But if I lie down in my grave I may be elsewhere.

Selected Poems

The thought of what America would be like If the Classics had a wide circulation Troubles my sleep (Cantico del Sole)

Selected Poems

Ink runs from the corners of my mouth. There is no happiness like mine. I have been eating poetry.

Selected Poems