A sentence starts out like a lone traveler heading into a blizzard at midnight, tilting into the wind, one arm shielding his face, the tails of his thin coat flapping behind him.
Billy Collinsall they want to do
is tie the poem to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.
They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.
Tags: poetry
Vade Mecum
I want the scissors to be sharp
and the table perfectly level
when you cut me out of my life
and paste me in that book you always carry.
A motto I've adopted is, if at first you don't succeed, hide all evidence that you ever tried.
Billy CollinsNationalism is a type of insanity in which the boundaries of a land replace God.
Billy CollinsIt seems only yesterday that I used to believe there was nothing under my skin but light. If you cut me I would shine. But now when I fall upon the sidewalks of life, I skin my knees. I bleed.
Billy CollinsThe mind can be trained to relieve itself on paper.
Billy Collins...the trouble with poetry is
that it encourages the writing of more poetry...
life is a loaded gun
that looks right at you with a yellow eye.
Dancing Towards Bethlehem
If there is only enough time in the final
minutes of the 20th century for one last dance
I would like to be dancing it slowly with you,
say, in the ballroom of a seaside hotel.
My palm would press into the small of your back
as the past hundred years collapsed into a pile
of mirrors or buttons or frivolous shoes,
just as the floor of the 19th century gave way
and disappeared in a red cloud of brick dust.
There will be no time to order another drink
or worry about what was never said,
not with the orchestra sliding into the sea
and all our attention devoted to humming
whatever it was they were playing.
Tags: dancing-billy-collins-romantic
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