Quotes of: Poem Keyword

Even the new things that I less than know, I keep trying, did again until perfect.

No Return Address: A collection of poems

For Trisha The truth's in myth not fact, a story fragment or an act that lasts and stands for all: how bees made honey in a skull.

New and Selected Poems

In a field I am the absence of field. This is always the case. Wherever I am I am what is missing.

New Selected Poems

But he never forgot how once by not knowing time, He escaped into the clockless land of ever, Where time hides tick-less waiting to be born.

New and Collected Poems

Moments have fallen from your eyes, like tears written in the wind. There, on the river of knowledge, where you live from your memories.

Love Poems

Each time, at the end of the day, we know it well: If we do not have love we would be nothing.

Love Poems

I was so thin I could slice bread with my shoulderblades, only I seldom had bread

The Last Night of the Earth Poems

I have always believed that poems beg to be read aloud, even if the reader is in a world all her own.

The Last Resort

from the prose poem "The Universe Thrums on regardless" in my book SPAN. We are almost nothing in the night. Reduced to warm blobs and the sound of breathing. There is comfort in that.

SPAN

I am not ready to die, But I am learning to trust death As I have trusted life. I am moving Toward a new freedom

Selected Poems

For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast, And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed; And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill, And their hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still!

Selected Poems

... Now to die of grief would mean, I'm afraid, to die belatedly, while latecomers are unwelcome, particularly in the future. ...

So Forth: Poems

How did writing come to me? Like bird’s down on my windowpane, in winter. Just then there rose in the heart a struggle of firebrands, which has, still now, not ended.

Selected Poems

From heart to heart a heartbeat staggers, looking for a haven. Bereft. It is easier to enter heaven than to pass through each others' eyes

Selected and Collected Poems

The world is come upon me, I used to keep it a long way off, But now I have been run over and I am in the hands of the hospital staff.

Selected Poems

I am stone and steel of your sleeping numbers; I remember all you forget. I will die as many times as you make me over again.

Selected Poems

Poet To mask the fiery thought, in simple words succeeds. For still the craft of genius is, To mask a king in weeds

Selected Essays, Lectures, and Poems

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. For nothing now can ever come to any good.

Selected Poems

My heart was full of softening showers, I used to swing like this for hours, I did not care for war or death, I was glad to draw my breath.

Selected Poems

I clearly saw the skeleton underneath all this show of personality what is left of a man and all his pride but bones?

Scattered Poems

I wanted to write the most beautiful poem but that is impossible; the world has written its own.

The Sun Watches the Sun