All Quotes By Tag: Poet

“Every good poem asks a question, and every good poet asks every question.”

“I will meet you on the nape of your neck one day, on the surface of intention, word becoming act.We will breathe into each other the high mountain tales, where the snows come from, where the waters begin.”-In the yellow time of pollen”

“If this past election and our present political, social, and environmental upheavals have done nothing else, they have inspired a new generation of thinkers. From poets to activists to journalists to scholars, the raw and gritty realities we face as a nation and as global citizens are being exposed, dissected, and examined. Freedom of the press, freedom of expression, freedom of speech, and the right to peacefully protest are not the luxuries of a free society, they are the defenders,supporters, and protectors of a free society. They are what make a free society possible. The solutions to our problems will no doubt be lengthy, complex, and difficult, but a generation awakened from the lethal sleep of apathy is a beginning. And that offers true hope for our future.”

“Poets soar on the wings of hope.”

“A great poet gives words wings to fly in the reader’s perceptual sky.”

“Poetry is when emotion blooms like flowers with the petals of words and spreads the fragrance of perception.”

“To be a poet is a vacation not a vocation.”

“Poetry is the essence of life in which twinkling lights tickle the minds of readers and take them to a world where no one else can enter.”

“Poetry excites innate emotions and perceptions that let you create a new world where you have never visited and no one else can enter.”

“Poetry magically excites an unknown mysterious emotion.”

“A poet is intensely in love with live and passionately wants to express his or her experience with love and beauty.”

“No thought is a stupid thought, those who are thoughtless are thought of as stupid.”

“Use all the ugliness you’re feeling to make something beautiful”

“Late into the night I write and the pages of my notebook swell from all the words I’ve pressed onto them. It almost feels like the more I bruise the page the quicker something inside me heals.”

“A poet, you see, is a light thing, and winged and holy, and cannot compose before he gets inspiration and loses control of his senses and his reason has deserted him.”