poetry

"In the dark I rest,unready for the light which dawnsday after day,eager to be shared.Black silk, shelter me.I needmore of the night before I openeyes and heartto illumination. I must stillgrow in the dark like a rootnot ready, not ready at all."

"Fee-fi-fo-fum -Now I'm borrowed.Now I'm numb."

"You will come away bruised.You will come away bruisedbut this will give you poetry."

"I am inhabited by a cry. Nightly it flaps outLooking, with its hooks, for something to love."

"I can't even enjoy a blade of grass unless I know there's a subway handy, or a record store or some other sign that people do not totally regret life. It's more important to confirm the least sincere. The clouds get enough attention as it is..."

"I know many lives worth living."

"I'll sleep forever and meet you in my dreams; it'll hurt less anyway. But the pain of losing you was worth the pleasure of having you, and I rest in bed knowing you'll know for the rest of your life what you are missing.-Karen Quan and Jarod Kintz"

"My nerves are bad to-night. Yes, bad. Stay with me. 'Speak to me. Why do you never speak? Speak. 'What are you thinking of? What thinking? What? 'I never know what you are thinking. Think."

"Time present and time pastAre both perhaps present in time futureAnd time future contained in time past."

"Beauties in vain their pretty eyes may roll; Charms strike the sight, but merit wins the soul."

"This is Just to Say I have eatenthe plumsthat were inthe iceboxand whichyou were probablysavingfor breakfastForgive methey were deliciousso sweetand so cold"

"If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?"

"Our state cannot be severed, we are one,One flesh; to lose thee were to lose myself."

"Be silent and safe — silence never betrays you; Be true to your word and your work and your friend; Put least trust in him who is foremost to praise you,Nor judge of a road till it draw to the end."

"The courage of the poet is to keep ajar the door that leads into madness."

"Sometimes I think,I need a spare heart to feel all the things I feel."

"A billion stars go spinning through the night, / glittering above your head, / But in you is the presence that will be / when all the stars are dead."

"Kill what you can't savewhat you can't eat throw outwhat you can't throw out buryWhat you can't bury give awaywhat you can't give away you must carry with you,it is always heavier than you thought."

"There is no poetry where there are no mistakes."

"Whereas story is processed in the mind in a straightforward manner, poetry bypasses rational thought and goes straight to the limbic system and lights it up like a brushfire. It's the crack cocaine of the literary world."