All Quotes By Tag: Poetry
“If it ain’t a pleasure, it ain’t a poem.”
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“I am tired, Beloved, of chafing my heart againstThe want of you;Of squeezing it into little inkdrops,And posting it.”
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“The aching in my chest isn’t because I miss you,it’s realizing that you have become someone I no longer know,your fears, your 4 am thoughts, your achievements,are things I no longer have an equivalent to.Who we were and who we are are four different people, and the me from now doesn’t relate to the me from then, let alone to the you from now.-Tanzy Sayadi and Jarod Kintz”
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“the worstthing that ever happenedtothe worldwasthe white man coming across gun powder.–– the end of the world | the beginning of white supremacy”
“It costs me never a stab nor squirm / To tread by chance upon a worm. / Aha, my little dear, / I say, Your clan will pay me back one day.”
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“Anger’s like a battery that leaks acid right out of meAnd it starts from the heart ’til it reaches my outer me”
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“I love you. I love you, but I’m turning to my versesand my heart is closinglike a fist.”
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“خضراء أكتبها على نثر السنابل في كتاب الحقل ، قوّسها امتلاءٌ شاحبٌ فيها وفي. وكلما صادقت أو آخيت سنبلةً تعلّمت البقاء من الفناء وضده. أنا حبة القمح التي ماتت لكي تخضرّ ثانية وفي موتي حياةٌ ما ”
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“I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I have to go.”
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“Valentine’s Day is the poet’s holiday.”
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“That’s what I do: I make coffee and occasionally succumb to suicidal nihilism. But you shouldn’t worry — poetry is still first. Cigarettes and alcohol follow”
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“In Xanadu did Kubla KhanA stately pleasure-dome decree:Where Alph, the sacred river, ranThrough caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea.”
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“I don’t think that I’ve been in love as suchAlthough I liked a few folk pretty wellLove must be vaster than my smiles or touchfor brave men died and empires rose and fellFor love, girls follow boys to foreign landsand men have followed women into hellIn plays and poems someone understandsthere’s something makes us more than blood and boneand more than biological demands For me love’s like the wind, unseen, unknownI see the trees are bending where it’s beenI know that it leaves wreckage where it’s blownI really don’t know what “I love you” meansI think it means “don’t leave me here alone”
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